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| ***BIO*** Tamie Gaudet graduated from Queen's University with a degree in English and history. She lives in the Thousand Islands with her husband and three children. Her poems have been published in Poetry Canda, Mannequin Envy, Artistry of Life and Quills: A Canadian Poetry magazine. |
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| Mate in Three |
| by Tamie Gaudet |
| Ladies don’t drink port
after dinner. They clear dishes for coffee and talk that ranges from small to microscopic. I will never sip my sherry and wait for you to come to me one square at a time. I am the game and even in a crowd I can count the moves to cut a path to you. Watch me slide through pawns like a snake on water knocking them to the side with promise playing in my eyes, legs that cross and pull at skirt hems and lips glossed in tawny grape, tasted by my own tongue. Even the bishop falls when stockings whisper against his thigh long enough to make him stare. While he wonders what they are saying I turn and smile at you, standing in front of me one move sooner than expected. |
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| June 2006 |
| 64 |