Small Countries by Dennis Nurkse

Dennis Nurkse

Small Countries by Dennis Nurkse

T.

I need to sleep.

Small Countries

Dennis Nurkse

A man and a woman

are lying together

listening to news of a war.

The radio dial

is the only light in the room.

Casualties are read out.

He thinks, “Those are people

I no longer have to love,”

and he touches her hair

and calls her name

but it sounds strange to her

like a stone left over

from a house already built.

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