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.

Author: Kurama

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A POET IN AN ILLUSION

Here she checked herself in some alarm, at hearing something that sounded to her   like the puffing of a large steam-engine in the wood near them, though she feared   it was more likely to be a wild beast. ‘Are there any lions or tigers about here?’ she asked timidly.   ‘It’s only the […]
Exam

POETS SPARING

Attend the lords of France and Burgundy, Gloucester. Meantime we shall express our darker purpose.     ‘Elves’ troops have. Withdrawn from. The embattled eastern town. Of Siversk.   As ‘Mordor’ continues. As ‘Mordor’ continues. Its steady. – albeit slow – advance.     ‘She can’t do Addition,’ the Red Queen interrupted. ‘Can you do […]
Bortnyk vs

POETS PAVING A WAY

‘Where does she wear the thorns?’ Alice asked with some curiosity. ‘Why, all round her head, of course,’ the Rose replied.   ‘I was wondering you hadn’t got some too. I thought it was the regular rule.’   ‘She’s coming!’ cried the Larkspur. ‘I hear her footstep, thump, thump, along the gravel-walk!’   Alice looked […]
Exam

POETS GRABBED FROM HRABOVSKE

‘She can’t do sums a bit!’ the Queens said together, with great emphasis. ‘Can you do sums?’   Alice said, turning suddenly on the White Queen, for she didn’t like being found fault with so much.   The Queen gasped and shut her eyes. ‘I can do Addition,’ she said,   ‘if you give me […]
Cross over

A POET CROSSING OVER

And hundreds of voices joined in the chorus: Then came the chorus again: Then came the chorus again:     Happy New Year, my dear!! Happy New Year, my dear!! May it be a happy and. Joyful one for you!!!!!   Happy New Year, my dear!! Happy New Year, my dear!! I love you. With […]
Flying Angel

A POET FOR THE DAY

We will win!!! I believe, I hope, I love!!! An angel is flying towards us. In the magical sunset!!!     Now for number three: you unwound every bit of the worsted while I wasn’t looking!   ‘That’s three faults, Kitty, and you’ve not been punished for any of them yet.     Hello, my […]
S-tove

A POET AT A STOVE

‘’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.’     It snowed again… And there was a blizzard… And I slept and fought the virus… I’ve already won!!!!     ‘I see it now,’ Alice remarked thoughtfully: ‘and what are […]
Borsht

A POET COOKING

Whether she vanished into the air, or whether she ran quickly into the wood   (‘and she can run very fast!’ thought Alice), there was no way of guessing, but she was gone,   and Alice began to remember that she was a Pawn, and that it would soon be time for her to move. […]
Snow kisses

A POET PEEPING OUT

‘How would you like to live in Looking-glass House, Kitty?   I wonder if they’d give you milk in there?   Perhaps Looking-glass milk isn’t good to drink   – but oh, Kitty! now we come to the passage.   You can just see a little peep of the passage in Looking-glass House,   if […]
Snow kisses

A POET BEFORE ADVENT

And when they wake up in the summer, Kitty,   they dress themselves all in green, and dance about   – whenever the wind blows – oh, that’s very pretty! ‘   cried Alice, dropping the ball of worsted to clap her hands.   ‘And I do wish it was true! I’m sure the woods […]