Paul Hartal


Paul Hartal Poems

161. Painting For Hitler 10/3/2011
162. Palindromic Flight 10/24/2011
163. Parmenides Meets Einstein 12/6/2012
164. Past And Present 9/30/2011
165. Pessimism 2/4/2013
166. Pesticide Fields 10/4/2011
167. Phantom Pain 11/19/2015
168. Piano Tunes 9/29/2011
169. Picasso's Poetry 9/29/2014
170. Plants Eat Elephants 3/17/2013
171. Poem For A Right Angle 10/27/2012
172. Post-Hesiodean Poem 10/7/2011
173. Postmodern Light 10/5/2011
174. Punic Tragedy, Roman Genocide 2/10/2013
175. Race Defilement 12/20/2012
176. Rainbow’s Birth 10/12/2011
177. Reason And Emotion 10/14/2014
178. Reichsbank Gold 11/26/2014
179. Return To Strasshof 1/8/2013
180. Richard Feynman's Woodpecker 10/8/2011
181. Road And Labyrinth 8/2/2015
182. Romance Is Ageless 3/23/2015
183. Russell's Loss 7/31/2014
184. Rwanda 1994 3/1/2012
185. Sailing In Sinbad's Uncharted Sea 5/30/2012
186. Samurai Competition 10/3/2011
187. Sang Froid 11/2/2011
188. Sans Title (Fib No.2) 7/5/2012
189. Scarlet Flower 10/1/2011
190. Science And Abuse 10/29/2014
191. Science And Ethics 11/8/2014
192. Science Is Unscientific 5/23/2012
193. Send-Off 8/26/2012
194. Setback 12/16/2013
195. She Does Not Talk 10/6/2011
196. She Lit Up The Candles 3/3/2012
197. Shoes On The Bank Of The Danube 10/12/2011
198. Sirius With Non-Sequitur 5/16/2015
199. Skeptic 6/1/2012
200. Slanted Eyes (Yeux Bridés) 9/29/2011
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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