Contemporary
by Ísak Harðarson
Nútímalíf
Contemporary
I sit at a table.
Turn on the television.
My wife knits.
The kid’s asleep in a cradle.
A warming fire
in the hearth.
The baby is turned on.
My cradle sleeps in my wife.
I knit.
The television sits in front of us.
Warmly on fire
the world.
Translated by Meg Matich.