Chess Poem 01 Poem by Kim Barney
Chess Poem 01
O thou, whose cynic sneers express
The censure of our favorite chess,
Know that its skill is science' self,
Its play distraction from distress.
It soothes the ancient lover's care,
It counsels warriors in their art,
When dangers threat and perils press:
And yields us, when we need them most,
Companions in our loneliness.
- - Ibn Al-Mutazz, circa 1040
The poem was written almost a thousand years ago.
posted 25 September 2016
Kaysville, Utah
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9/20/2026 7:23:03 PM # rel_20260910T140628Z_5ffb431
A Very Wonderful Tribute To The Game Of Chess! ! ! ! ! This was a game Papa and I did sometimes play, to pass time and take the blues away. Does Help! ! ! ! ! Fun and brings smiles! ! ! ! ! Thank You So Much For Sharing This! ! ! ! ! And bringing these memories to mind! ! ! ! ! Many 10S! ! ! ! ! +++++