Paul Hartal


Paul Hartal Poems

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