ON THE CUSP OF THE MILLENNIUM
A young woman gave birth alone Strangers surround her, hold you first In the bright glare of a sterile room One room In a large hospital In a populous country In a huge world. Yet fireworks lit the skies all over the world the night you were born There were prayer vigils and champagne and parties to end all parties. All the hospital staff know and remember you, Happy Jade, jewel of the future; First baby born at that hospital in the New Millennium. A Korean friend remembers a news story about the first New Year baby– Was it you? … Continue reading