Dear Hannah,

 

You did not fool us yesterday.

You really did come.

Thus comes for real

My poetic welcome.

 

Any anecdotes

To share with us?

Any recollection

About how you shaped up?

 

How far shall we go

To trace your pedigree?

How deep shall we divulge

Into the realm of intimacy?

 

Once upon a time,

A long time ago,

In the beginning,

There was Singularity.

 

Its violent explosion set off

The ticking of our time,

The expansion of our space,

The cooling of the cosmos.

 

Let there be light,

And there was light.

Let there be galaxies,

And there were galaxies.

 

Let there be Milk Way,

And there was Milk Way.

Let there be star Sun,

And there was star Sun.

 

Let there be planet Earth,

And there was planet Earth.

Let there be a large Moon,

And there was a large Moon.

 

Let there be plenty of water,

And there was plenty of water.

Let there be life everywhere,

And there was life everywhere.

 

Let there be man,

And there was man.

Let there be woman,

And there was woman.

 

Let there be Hannah,

And there was ....

Which Hannah?

Prophet Samuel's Mom?

 

No! You!

Hannah Wang

Who landed on a no-man’s island

In a stormy night.

 

You were like the legendary Robinson,

Staying solitary for three quarters,

But food was amply supplied,

Waste was cleanly removed.

 

Nothing was out of the ordinary,

Only programmed events,

Dictated by the blueprint,

Were unfolding in the pampered milieu.

 

The blackened billowy clouds

Threatened to gather a storm.

But the storm failed

To wash you ashore.

 

While Arafat was cornered unwillingly

In his dungeon under blackout,

You were delivered in shouting (and) joy

To this world of light.

 

Now it is your turn

To write history

Of your own

And your generation.

 

(Composed on April 2, 2002)