LETTER FROM CHINA: NARITA
May 18, 1985
Saturday, 4:40 a.m.
Yes, it’s morning in Japan,
And like yesterday
The sun woke us up with its rising.
It’s the same sun, Lehua,
That we watch at sunset in Hawaii.
However, if you were here with us
At Hotel Nikko Narita, Room 1049,
You would try to convince us
That the Japanese sun is bigger and
More radiant than the Hawaiian sun.
Yesterday we went to Tsukuba
To experience EXPO ’85.
The lines of people waiting to visit
The pavilions look
Short
Because of the ingenious routing of people
Through mazes instead of straight lines.
The people keep walking
Instead of standing in place.
There is a great deal of merit
In moving people through the mazes.
They get some exercise, for one.
And walking lessens boredom.
The theme of Mitsubishi’s pavilion is
WONDERFUL WORLD, BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE.
A friend who walks with a cane
Waited for us at the entrance
Seated comfortably on a chair
Which the ushers brought out for her.
“Wonderful world, beautiful people” indeed.
The Fujitsu Pavilion’s theme --
WHAT MANKIND CAN DREAM
TECHNOLOGY CAN ACHIEVE --
Expresses Exposition ‘85’s message:
Harmony between human society and
New technology is possible.
And Japan’s society of the future
Visits EXPO ’85 by the busloads.
One bus brought beaming kindergarteners.
You would have liked without reservations
Their bright yellow uniforms and caps--
As radiant as Japan’s rising sun.
The school children, Lehua,
Both younger and older than you,
Are quiet, orderly, and attentive.
Their uniforms are a symbol of equality.
And the hair of the young boys
Are cropped: they need no combing:
It’s a lesson in humility.
Vanity is absent when every boy
Has a Telly Savalas haircut.
The senior high school boys seem
To graduate from the cropping classes:
They grow their hair to manageable lengths.
Still, they conform:
They stay in uniform.
P. S.
It’s now evening and we saw
The setting of the Chinese sun.
We flew this afternoon on Japan Air Lines
For Peking -- now called Beijing.
Flight time from the land of the rising sun
To the home of the Peking duck was four hours.
(1985)