No busque una buena
palabra. No vague
la tierra para un signo
de Dios. Las colimas
rebosan con la luz
suficiente. El topo
cavaba su toda vida
debajo la obscuridad.
Aún el mejor amor
desaparecerá un día.
Cada nube corre tras
otro. Escápese el yo
y además quien desea
convertirse. Y recoja
la hoja de helecho lo
cual echa su sombra.
Permite cualquiera cosa
que se caiga en su mano.
Don’t search for the good
word. Don’t wander
the earth for a sign
of God. The hillsides
redound with light
enough. A star-
nosed mole digs
its entire life
through the darkness.
Even the best love
will disappear one day.
Each errant cloud rises
through desire. Escape
the self & who you desire
to become. Pick up a fern leaf
performing its quick shadow.
Allow whatever
falls in your hand.
Will Cordeiro has published in 32 Poems, AGNI, Bennington Review, Copper Nickel, Pleiades, Poetry Ireland Review, and Threepenny Review. Will is the author of Trap Street (Able Muse, 2021) and Whispering Gallery (DUMBO Press, 2024). Will has lived in the United States, England, Brazil, and currently lives in Guadalajara, Mexico.
