on, however exuberant, ambition

“The Chess Players“ (1902)
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for Joselyn, my Ariel
pumped as I was by my most recent
exegesis about longevity, a dear,
dear friend, used to, and infinitely
tolerant, of my, apparently often,
according to her, exhortations
about my significant literary abilities,
sighed when I told her I’d make her
famous with my art, also my mother,
as well as other influential and
cherished characters, and produced
a Scrabble word over our game to,
in an instant, overwhelm me with a
seven letter concoction, at the very
last moment, leaving me with a row,
furthermore, of unused tiles, with,
however trivial, still annihilating,
consequences
ouch, I said, girlfriend
but I’m not giving up on my promise
to her, I’m reaching for the stars
what do you think
R ! chard


