Let it Go

Mariana Berenice Bredow Vargas

Come now with me, let it go, pause, you
             deserve it, then go back, nothing
                          will have changed, life fines away

so quickly! we die
             while we’re saying words to people
                          we barely know, who hardly matter to us,

words that only hide us from sorrow, forgive me
             for saying so, but facing death, there’s just no place
                          for dissimulation, and I can’t imagine what

you carry, so many losses piled
             one over another and you still dispensing
                          smiles to those who expect smiles

and words from you, but come with me and
             you won’t need to pretend or speak or be silent,
                          we’ll walk to the sea, releasing into the sunset

all that weight you’re carrying, and we’ll stay for
             sunrise in the Galapagos with centurial turtles
                           teaching us to live and birds dawning, come with me,

so we can laugh at simple things like children and
             tickle each other without even touching, read the scribble
                           of clouds, the tongues of stars, the trails of bugs in the sand,

and we’ll kiss like never before, this is my way
             of asking you not to let yourself fall
                           into the vacuum of grief, there’s life

dreaming you past the pain, let’s go, I want
             to dream it too, to let ourselves be taken by some nascent hope
                           born from wildest illusions, the ones that in our sadness

save us, save us.

translated from the Spanish by Forrest Gander