Sunday, February 12, 2012
CHECKMATE
like a ghost that hasn't made peace
with the black rooks
she lies with them
inundated by the shadows below her
one move at a time
a white queen surrenders to the rooks
when one move was not good as another
remembering the knights last move
that plumbs deep into her soul
she made a gracious bow to the audience
with abstractions without smoke or flame
moving without pawns to protect her
forgiven forgotten and unfulfilled
Plath headed for emergency exit
towards the darker intensities
and sunless depths of the sea
looking for that distant flame
she turned on the gas
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7 comments:
very nice...i like the textures you put on this...the chess and then sylvia as well...she was a pleasant surprise...great last 2 lines....
Amazing, Wayne... I really like the chess metaphor. The ending was unexpected.
I love the ending. I didnt see it coming but it is fitting.
Enjoyed the chess framing and was so surprised by the ending. Nice piece.
Connecting the prompt to Sylvia Plath required creative and imaginative thinking, Wayne. I enjoyed the chess metaphor, knowing how difficult it is to make peace with those black rooks sometimes. Thank you for sharing this.
The chess metaphor puts a whole new perspective into it. It is of love and a game of conflict. Great take Wayne!
Hank
Beautiful tribute to Plath...I like the rooks reference...well done...
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