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.

Archive List for AS A POET

Crow!

POETS RATTLING

‘I am real!’ said Alice, and began to cry. ‘I am real!’ said Alice, and began to cry.   ‘You won’t make yourself a bit realler by crying,’ Tweedledee remarked: ‘there’s nothing to cry about.’   ‘If I wasn’t real,’ Alice said  – half-laughing through her tears, it all seemed so ridiculous – ‘I shouldn’t […]
Crow!

POETS WITH GOODWILL

‘I know they’re talking nonsense,’ Alice thought to herself: ‘and it’s foolish to cry about it.’   So she brushed away her tears, and went on as cheerfully as she could, ‘At any rate   I’d better be getting out of the wood, for really it’s coming on very dark.   Do you think it’s […]
VINCENT WON #360

POETS ON ‘THE ROAD OF DEATH’

And ‘vorse I may be yet: the worst is not So long as we can say ‘This is the worst.’     “The road is mined. So, we’re stuck here.” Says a woman. Over the phone.   From the rooftop of. From the rooftop of. A fire-damaged house. In southern Ukraine.   “People are trying. […]
Crow!

POETS FLYING

It was getting dark so suddenly that Alice thought there must be a thunderstorm coming on.   ‘What a thick black cloud that is!’ she said. ‘And how fast it comes! Why, I do believe it’s got wings!’   ‘It’s the crow!’ Tweedledum cried out in a shrill voice of alarm:   and the two […]
Crow!

A POET CALLED MAGYAR

‘Tweedledum and Tweedledee Agreed to have a battle; For Tweedledum said Tweedledee Had spoiled his nice new rattle.   Just then flew down a monstrous crow, As black as a tar-barrel; Which frightened both the heroes so, They quite forgot their quarrel.’     “We’re like a red rag. To the enemy. Because we’re taking […]
Vaishali is the challenger!

POETS INTENSIFYING

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 […]
Thunder&Lightning

POETS IN A ROOM

First let me talk with this philosopher. What is the cause of thunder? Good my lord, take his offer; go into the house.   I’ll talk a word with this same learned Theban. What is your study? What is your study?     The US President once again. Loomed large over. The European Union’s. Latest […]
Messengers

A POET WITH A GOLDEN WEAPON

‘I see nobody on the road,’ said Alice. ‘I only wish I had such eyes,’ the King remarked in a fretful tone.   ‘To be able to see Nobody! And at that distance too! Why, it’s as much as I can do to see real people, by this light!’   All this was lost on […]
And Sindarov will challenge!

POETS IN PECHERSK

‘I’m not a visitor, and I’m not a servant. There ought to be one marked “Queen,” you know –’   Just then the door opened a little way, and a creature with a long beak   put its head out for a moment and said ‘No admittance till   ‘No admittance till the week after […]
Sindarov knocking out and...

POETS CONDEMNING

she must have been dreaming about the Lion and the Unicorn and those queer Anglo-Saxon Messengers.   However, there was the great dish still lying at her feet, on which she had tried to cut the plum-cake,   ‘So I wasn’t dreaming, after all,’ she said to herself, ‘unless – unless we’re all part of […]