Brunanburgh - also Britain's forgotten battle.
Brunanburh 937 AD -Jorge Luis Borges
Nobody at your side
Last night I killed a man in battle.
He was lively and tall, and from the pure stock of Anlaf.
The sword pierced his chest, a little to the left.
He rolled on the ground and was a thing, a thing for crows.
You will wait for him in vain, woman I have never known.
The ships fleeing over the yellow sea will not return him.
At the hour of dawn your hand will look for his in dreams.
Your bed is cold.
Last night I killed a man in Brunanburh.