Kimiko Hahn (born 1955 Mount Kisco, New York) is an American poet and distinguished professor in the MFA program of Queens College, CUNY. Her work frequently deals with the reinvention of poetic forms and the intersecting of conflicting identities .
Kimiko Hahn was born in Mount Kisco, New York on July 5, 1955. Her parents are both artists. Her mother, Maude Miyako Hamai, was a Japanese American from Maui, Hawaii; her father, Walter Hahn, a German American from Wisconsin. They met in Chicago, where Walter Hahn was a friend of notable African-American author, Ralph Ellison.
Hahn grew up in Pleasantville, New York, and between 1964 to 1965, the Hahns later lived in Tokyo, Japan. As a teen, she became involved in the New York City Asian American movement of the 1970s. Zhou Xiaojing has commented that her racially mixed background influenced "her profound understanding of the politics of the body" as seen in her poetry (113). In the U.S., her Asian appearance made some schoolmates "called her Chinese or Japanese, never regarding her as an American like them. Yet when she went to Japan … her schoolmates [there] called her American or 'gaijin'" (113).
A palace of crystal on a postament of slime
Rule of refinement, rats in the cellar
Restless and climbing as slime and mud come
Flooding
Grace greased by ingratitude and greed
By a despicable debris of delinquence and
Debauchery
The palace is of crystal, but the postament is
Slime
House man built
House man built
This house was built, God is dead
Dead is gone, God is gone
No body's found, unstable ground
But the house was built
Throw out the ballast and the vessel will be
Faster
The called are over-crowding the market,
Let the chooser be the market,
And the loosers - we'll wall out all the loosers
And those among us who turned foul, they're growing more
For every hour
The rich are getting richer, the poor begin to steal
As multiplied police force feels more righteous than wealth
Program
Gaps widening 'till it bursts asunder
Threw out the ballast and the vessel went under
House man built
House man built
This house was built, God is dead
Dead is gone, God is gone
No body's found, unstable ground
But the house was built
The scene is set for a grand new war
This war is final - no new markets to explore
This war will transport us through door
When all is fire, God will set the score
House man built