i played the last game of chess a man ever played Aug 4, 2015

his knights were out early
half way through he fanned his white t-shirt "you're really making me think"
i said checkmate and he said "i'll never use that opening again"
even reduced by his illness he was large
like a stormcloud or a symphony*

he not having played in so many years
in rematch he swept me like dust out the door
candles lit again in an old irish castle
my grandfather

* Allan Pettersson, Symphony No. 7