Once, when Persia was involved
some ridiculous war or other
and invaders were burning down the City
and raping the women etcetera,
two chess players were engaged
in an eternal game of chess.
Yes, yes, houses were burning,
walls and arcades demolished,
children lying in the bloody streets
bristling with lances like pincushions,
and so on, but the chess players,
ah! the chess players were absorbed
in the game that they were playing.
For when the king is in danger,
when the knight and the bishop
abandon the queen in her peril,
and when the daring opponent
breaches the impressive...