
I watched the Netflix series “The Queen’s Gambit” several years ago, and I enjoyed it thoroughly.
On a cold and sleety yesterday, I sat with my Rover client Gracie (a sweet Golden Retriever Border Collie mix) and binge-watched the red-headed Kentucky orphan Beth Harmon’s rise from the dreary corridors of the Methuen Home for Girls to the chandelier-lit halls of a grand, prestigious Soviet-era building to defeat Russian Chess Master and nemesis, Vasily Borgov.
If you haven’t seen “The Queen’s Gambit“, I can’t recommend it enough.
Anyway, I woke up this morning inspired by the series and composed a poem about Beth Harmon, then set the words to music using the AI Music Engine Suno.
I used Suno to create two versions, a Kentucky Bluegrass version (Beth Harmon hails from Kentucky) and a more modern version that I heard in my head.
The Queen’s Gambit Lyrics
Beltik’s sorrow
can’t be hidden
as Harmon says
You’re done
Mister Shaibel
Gave Beth his bible
It became
her knife and gun
She sees the game
inside her head
Queens dance
upon the ceiling
On greens and whites
she dreams in bed
her painted walls
are peeling
Harmon toys
with men and boys
dazed by what they see
intellect cuts
through the noise
and brings them
to their knees
With Gibson sips
upon her lips
her Librium emerges
breaks through the clouds
and Russian crowds
from Borgov she diverges
Sixty-four squares
of sanctuary
where logic seeks control
kings and knights
queens and pawns
white ivory, black coal
Harmon toys
with men and boys
dazed by what they see
intellect cuts
through the noise
and brings them
to their knees
She sees the game
inside her head
Queens dance
upon the ceiling
On greens and whites
she dreams in bed
her painted walls
are peeling
Harmon knows
the space that grows
separates her
from her rivals
in ragged clothes
the orphaned girl
across from Mr. Shaibel
If you haven’t had a chance yet, please check out my book, My Paper, My Words: Rantings from a Progressive Boomer and Peeved Parent, from Amazon. And if you feel moved to write a review of the book, on Amazon, or anywhere else, I’d be honored.
My Paper, My Words is a collection of essays, stories, and poems that reflect the challenges of a middle-class husband and father trying to navigate a rapidly changing political, religious, and technological landscape of post-911 America.





