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A Prince Makes his Choice


I walked past the walrus ivory


and the deer bone


My tutors

sat complaining about the hour


but none of the ladies

had killed the king yet


The courtiers were 

beginning to doze off

I settled at the table

opposite a girl

hooded and quick


The rock crystal chessmen

moved like magic

in her butterball hands

Posted 01/09/19
"A Prince Makes his Choice" (from BAKER OF TARIFA)
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