Taking this issue to the "real" world it should be easy to understand:

Imagine POET would be a pregnant lady.
Even if curiosity is killing us, she will not show us a picture, tell us the name or gender of the baby. And she will not want to see newspaper reports about the expected birth. In addition she is just too much occupied with her motherhood, 100% focussed, and she wants to make sure nothing will go wrong.

Let us wait for the birth, then it is time to celebrate, to rise the glasses and to write or read articles. It seems to be the 9th month. Stay confident, and do not loose your patience.