CAROLINE EVARI

An entry in The Crocodile Prize
Kina Securities Award for Poetry

A poem dedicated to my mother. Imbia means mum and nai’ye means best friend

Imbia!
My Imbia!
Your beauty stands constant
Even when you wither through season
And your strength compared to none
When the sun rises in the east
And sets to bring nightfall
You work the field
And nurse our wounds
The heroes of tomorrow you carry in your womb
And the pride you give supersedes all fear
My Imbia, my Nai’ye
My Queen