Paul Hartal Poems

Punished by the gods, Sisyphus toils hard to push
the heavy rock up the hill. Unfortunately, every time
when he reaches the top, the bulky boulder rolls down.
So he must repeat the task again and again
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Everyday,
Without delay,
Two clock arms,
One long
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Time does not flow as a robust river.
Nor does it roll on colorful wheels
from a dusty past
To a freaky-fuzzy future.
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You say: I love you forever,
you say: I love you
to the end of time.
And so by and by, a fateful and
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One sunny summer morning two royals from Vienna
travelled in a car on the crowded main street
of Sarajevo. The Austro-Hungarian Archduke Franz
Ferdinand and his wife, Sophie, were on an
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I don’t want to sound unfriendly or impolite
but who exactly authorized you to read this?
So, please, stop reading this notice.
On the other hand, the good news is
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In 1868 the famous Austrian musician
Johann Strauss II composed the "Tales
from the Vienna Woods", Opus 325,
one of his six ingratiating waltzes.
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