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NG on flags of ebony and pearl, My paladins are waiting.
Loops of smoke Stoop slowly from the coffee-cups, and curl In thin fantastic patterns down the room By cabinets of chinaware, to whirl With milky-blue tobacco-steam, and fume Together past our pipes, outside the door. Soon may we lounge in silence,
O my friend, Behind those carven men-at-arms of chess Dyed coral-red with dragon's blood, and spend The night with noiseless warfare.
Queens and rooks With chiselled ivory warriors must contend And counter-plots from old Arabian books Be conjured to the march of knights and pawns.
Kenneth Slessor
Kenneth Adolphe Slessor OBE (27 March 1901 – 30 June 1971) was an Australian poet, journalist and official war correspondent in World War II. He
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