Hello

Nazim, what happiness 
that, open and confident, 
you can say "Hello"
from the bottom of your heart!

The year is 1940.
The month, July.
The day is the first Thursday of the month.
The hour: 9.

Date your letters in detail this way.
We live in such a world
                      that the month, day, and hour 
                      speak volumes.

Hello, everybody.

To say a big
                 fat "Hello"
and then, without finishing my sentence,
                 to look at you with a smile
—sly and gleeful—
                          and wink. . .

We're such perfect friends
                  that we understand each other 
                            without words or writing. . .

Hello, everybody, 
hello to all of you. . .