For Luis Muñoz
Let them give you Mondays back
and mark them holidays in your day book
so the week won’t weigh as heavy on you
and so you can feel the teeth of the streets
nibble with tenderness
the last stretch of hours on Sunday.
Let them give you the hours of Mondays back
and you can safeguard them under the bed sheets
so the city will sleep in your lap
and so that those who look at you will get their fill.
Let them bring you the rhythm of dreams
and you’ll dance to them,
and the light of your embrace
will keep a secret safe.
Let Mondays learn
your body by heart.
Let nothing be missing from your world
because the god of night
rested on Mondays
to wait for you.
Translated by Elizabeth Polli
“Nightime Worship” is from Child’s Play (Harbor Mountain Press, 2012).
You can read and listen to the poem in the original Spanish here.