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: September 2025

A POET FORCED

A girl, who attended. A school. In occupied Donetsk. Says students there.   Says students there. Were forced to take part. In events celebrating. ‘Mordor’ and the USSR.     Through the Looking-Glass. And what Alice found there. The chessmen were walking about. Two and two!   Through the Looking-Glass. And what Alice found there. […]
Exam

POETS IN ANTHRACITE

Being taught. To love ‘Mordor’. Starts early. For children.   In occupied areas. Of eastern Ukraine. Being taught. To love ‘Mordor’.     Through the Looking-Glass. And what Alice found there. The chessmen were walking about. Two and two!   Through the Looking-Glass. And what Alice found there. White Pawn to play. And win in […]

POETS DESPERATE

People seeking. Information about. The fate of. Their loved ones.   Awaited any shred. Of information. From returning. Prisoners of war.     Through the Looking-Glass. And what Alice found there. The chessmen were walking about. Two and two!   Through the Looking-Glass. And what Alice found there. One thing was certain, that. The white […]

A POET FEARING

In May, ‘Mordor’ released. 120 civilian detainees. As part of a larger swap. Of prisoners of war.   And further exchanges. Are expected. And further exchanges. Are expected.     Through the Looking-Glass. And what Alice found there. The chessmen were walking about. Two and two!   Through the Looking-Glass. And what Alice found there. […]
Rest In Peace, Danya...

A POET ATTENDING

According to ‘elves’ authorities. Nearly 16,000 ‘elves’ civilians. Are still in captivity. In ‘orcs’ prisons.   After being abducted. By the invading army. – not counting. The more than 20,000.   The more than 20,000. ‘Elves’ children. Estimated to have been. Taken to ‘Mordor’.     Through the Looking-Glass. And what Alice found there. The […]

A POET IN A CAFÉ

She had contacted. Every agency. She could think of. She had walked every step.   She had walked every step. Her son could have taken. After the ‘orcs’ opened fire. At his car.   Leaving him to flee with. A bullet in his leg. Leaving him to flee with. A bullet in his leg.   […]