Paul Hartal

Paul Hartal Poems

321. Which Comes First? 5/4/2015
322. Whispering Forest 10/2/2011
323. Whose Life Is Worth More? 5/20/2012
324. Why Tears My Love? 10/8/2011
325. Why The Snow Melts 10/12/2012
326. Woman With Train 10/1/2011
327. Women Change, But Men Don'T? 2/23/2013
328. You Are Not The Wind 10/5/2011
329. You Must Be Strong 2/23/2014
Best Poem of Paul Hartal

They Come In Seven Sexes

An old wing of the university
housed the laboratory.
She passed through a narrow corridor
oozing the autumn moisture
of the morning rain.

She put on a white polyester coat,
adjusted her seat and then
placed the Tetrahymena
under the microscope.

“What are you doing? ”
asked suddenly a baritone voice.
Ruth looked up surprised
and saw Tom, a doctoral student
of anatomy, standing next to her.

“Oh, I do some research
on this tiny critter”, she said.
It is a single-celled animal
from the Protozoa family,
called Tetrahymena, a ...

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Medicine's Malady

In ancient China patients paid the doctor a fee
to keep them in good health. If they became sick,
the doctor returned the money.
But this was then and in another world.

Modern medicine in the information age
operates as a profit making enterprise,
in which ‘health care’ emerges
as an oxymoron.

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