Namaste
By Norma Cole
salutations my child
you in your heart
heard the basics
the basic first finger
the travel music
a fictional gun
the gesture of folding
romance of the exit
any hour there’s
nothing imagining
history at the shore
drifting from time
to time the key here
imagination and failure
its own zeal, pretense
that starts here
drafting the key here
meaning the evidence
like us, they once
had time
Copyright Credit: Norma Cole, "Namaste" from Alibi Lullaby. Copyright © 2025 by Norma Cole. Reprinted by permission of Omnidawn Publishing.
Source: Alibi Lullaby (2025)