Paul Hartal


Paul Hartal Poems

121. Moment In Frame 10/6/2011
122. Money And Love 11/12/2011
123. My Life 9/29/2011
124. Mystery Of The Immovable Car 12/17/2012
125. Nephron And Tulip 12/13/2014
126. Nevertheless 4/1/2015
127. Nine Views Of The Huangshan 12/20/2014
128. No Rhyme, But Reason 3/18/2013
129. No Secret: The Rwandan Genocide 10/3/2011
130. Non Sequitur With Sirius 12/25/2014
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 -new- 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

Oranges And Grapes

Oranges and grapes refuse to grow in the cold.
Today I sing and dance, refuse to grow old.
Yet all the same, time is tyrant and ruthless,
Unfolds my wrinkling years, it is relentless.

Now and then the lots seem to be gentle and kind,
But alloyed with fate the somnambulist is blind.
Luck and fortuity might act as a soubrette,
Life spins our fate like roulette in a film set.

Still, let us drink to life, celebrate, and be glad,
Let us sing and dance today, refuse to be sad.
Oranges and grapes do not grow in the cold,
A warm wind ties ribbons to maple ...

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Piano Tunes

For Hsia Jung Chang

I met you only accidentally
In the cold ether of cyberspace

But perhaps it was not
A random chance event
A lordless accident
Occurring in a disheveled chaos

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