To a Chess Computer

You calculate a billion plays
(within the space I take a breath)

and mostly have it figured out
where both my knights will meet their death

before they have a chance to ride
into the battle you had won

just as our game gets underway.
I've hardly started, and you're done!

You recognize all openings,
the strategies of centuries.

This could be even if I would
command as many memories.

You're like Goliath, yes, my friend,
a giant getting in my way.

I'll never be as strong or tall,
although I learn more every day.

Last week I checked you twice but lost.
Perhaps next month it might be mate.

My name is David, by the way.
That's either funny or that's fate.

To a Chess Computer © Copyright 2021, Robert J. Tiess.

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Poem inspired by my early and numerous efforts to succeed at playing computer chess:
Submitted: November 22, 2021