Upon a board of squares the pieces stand
Neatly in rows, opposed for skilful war;
The infantry in front, the guns behind.
The opening move is with due caution planned,
A gambit that can make the game, or mar;
Each player seeking weaknesses to find,
Not wishing to relinquish his command
Of tactics, nor declare his moves too far
Advancing, but to make the eye more blind
To his intentions. Under the hand
Slowly the pawns advance, the field is set.
Sudden a knight may leap, or rook. The king
At once in danger, caught within the net,
Is penned by queen and bishop in a ring.
Weekly Times 23.11.62