Every national border
should be monument
to forgetting division, suspicion
and efforts to control
others. A border should be
nothing more
than an idea,
a minor convenience,
for counting people
so to help them.
Un-national borders abound:
between cities, neighborhoods,
and other places,
in our imagination.
Certainly not worth
killing for – after all
the only land we need
is for burial.


This poem was inspired by: “At the Un-National Monument along the Canadian Border” by William Stafford.

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