Paul Hartal


Paul Hartal Poems

121. Modigliani Nude In Haiku 8/6/2014
122. Moment In Frame 10/6/2011
123. Money And Love 11/12/2011
124. My Life 9/29/2011
125. Mystery Of The Immovable Car 12/17/2012
126. Nephron And Tulip 12/13/2014
127. Nevertheless 4/1/2015
128. Nine Views Of The Huangshan 12/20/2014
129. No Rhyme, But Reason 3/18/2013
130. No Secret: The Rwandan Genocide 10/3/2011
131. Now? 10/18/2011
132. Nurse In Evergreen Of Absence 10/22/2011
133. Obelisks 9/29/2011
134. Ode To Irena Sendler 6/1/2012
135. Oh, Poet 5/20/2012
136. Oh, The Zebras Keep Coming 4/12/2015
137. On The Killing Fields 10/6/2011
138. Once Upon An August Dreamy 12/5/2011
139. Only One Love 10/6/2011
140. Ontological Verse 5/17/2014
141. Oranges And Grapes 4/28/2013
142. Organic Poem 9/30/2011
143. Painting For Hitler 10/3/2011
144. Palindromic Flight 10/24/2011
145. Parmenides Meets Einstein 12/6/2012
146. Past And Present 9/30/2011
147. Pessimism 2/4/2013
148. Pesticide Fields 10/4/2011
149. Piano Tunes 9/29/2011
150. Picasso's Poetry 9/29/2014
151. Plants Eat Elephants 3/17/2013
152. Poem For A Right Angle 10/27/2012
153. Post-Hesiodean Poem 10/7/2011
154. Postmodern Light 10/5/2011
155. Punic Tragedy, Roman Genocide 2/10/2013
156. Race Defilement 12/20/2012
157. Rainbow’s Birth 10/12/2011
158. Reason And Emotion 10/14/2014
159. Reichsbank Gold 11/26/2014
160. Return To Strasshof 1/8/2013
Best Poem of Paul Hartal

Science And Ethics

Science flies the triumphal banners
of magnificent human accomplishments.
Mind you, among many other things,
it provides us with antibiotics, electricity
and plastics, and (without the use of
modern computers) it put astronauts
on the moon.

However, science is a dangerous endeavor.
It has allowed increasing global pollution.
It also ushered in a permanent threat
of nuclear annihilation.
Without science Auschwitz and Hiroshima
would not have been possible.

Thus science is a paradoxical enterprise.
Its massive pillars are tested facts.
It ...

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Obelisks

Let me remember old trails
Let me weep over lost loves
They are all the same love
But different

Let me remember old trails
Cherry trees along muddy roads
And ancient obelisks
They are now so different

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