Moisés - Luis Alberto de Cuenca

[Larry Robinson]

Moisés

Give me your hand. We have to cross

the river and my strength fails me.

Hold me as if I were an abandoned package

in a wicker basket, a lump that moves

and cries in the twilight. Cross the river

with me. Even if this time the waters

don't part before us. Even if this time God

doesn't come to our aid and a flurry of arrows

riddles our backs. Even if there is no river.

	- Luis Alberto de Cuenca
	(translated from Spanish by Gustavo Pérez Firmat)