Koryu meets Chess

Not Martial Arts but Minerva's Arts. Through a Struggle, be guided by Philosophy, Faith, Art, and Science. Like a Forest from the Olive Tree that Athena, goddess of Wisdom, offered the Greek people a long time ago.

Month: November 2024

WAKA is 'the music of the Primes'.

POETS IN ILLINKA

Advancing north from. The ruins of Vuhledar. The powerful ‘orcs’. 20th Motor Rifle Division.   —with perhaps 10,000 troops— Is hammering at. The 2,000-person ‘elves’. 79th Air Assault Brigade.   Counting on the division’s. Superior numbers. To grind down. The exhausted paratroopers.     The ‘orcs’ goal: To drive the ‘elves’ brigade. From the village […]
WAKA is 'the music of the Primes'.

POETS DEFIANT

More than a fortnight. After falling under. ‘Orcs’ occupation. The residents of Kherson.   Are wrestling with. Acute shortages of medicine. And holding daily protests. Against the ‘orcs’ forces.   They are also worried. That increased shelling. On the outskirts. Might signal.   The start of an ‘elves’ push. To recapture. Their southern city. Which […]
WAKA is 'the music of the Primes'.

POETS TAKING COVER

“You feel like you’re. Constantly being hunted. Like someone is always. Looking at you.”   “And can drop explosives. At any moment. It’s the worst thing.” Says a woman, who works.   At an aid centre. Just 1km from. The Dnipro river. In Kherson.   To get to the centre. Without being followed. By drones. […]
WAKA is 'the music of the Primes'.

POETS BREAKING DOWN

Just before noon one day. A hardware trader returned. To his home in Kherson. In southern Ukraine.   He stepped into his yard. Lit a cigarette. And chatted with. His next-door neighbour.   Suddenly, they heard. The sound of a drone. Buzzing overhead. And what happened?     His wife of 32 years. Says she […]

A POET SACRIFICING ALONE

’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.   ‘Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jujub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!’   He took his vorpal sword in hand: Long […]