Paul Hartal


Paul Hartal Poems

1. A Brief History Of Abstract Art 1/5/2015
2. A Chapter In The Life Of Imagination 11/19/2014
3. A Conflict With Athens 10/8/2014
4. A Fib Of Nothing 7/14/2012
5. A Haiku Of Chances 7/17/2012
6. A Haiku On Faith 5/1/2014
7. A Haiku On Food And Education 6/4/2016
8. A Haiku On Love 11/30/2014
9. A Haiku On Uniformity In Diversity 5/3/2014
10. A Lover Akin To Bamboo 3/12/2015
11. A Paradox Of Truth 10/2/2011
12. A Prisoner Of Sobibor 3/1/2012
13. A Song Of Infinity 8/17/2012
14. A Tanka For Artist Gu Kaizhi 6/11/2013
15. A Tanka Of Eye Color 2/18/2013
16. A Tanka On Life 8/2/2014
17. Aborted Landing 4/27/2014
18. Absolute Irony 2/17/2012
19. Abstract For Kandinsky 11/24/2014
20. Absurd Breast Cancer Prevention 10/5/2011
21. Acrostic 5/3/2014
22. Acrylic Sight 10/5/2014
23. Alternative Eventuality 3/30/2017
24. An Asymmetrical War 9/4/2014
25. An Enduring Enigma 3/28/2015
26. An Oak Wood Piano On Kristallnacht 10/10/2011
27. And She Said No To Her Lover 1/7/2013
28. Angel In Transit 10/9/2011
29. Apology To A Dandelion 6/30/2012
30. Are Virgins Best Wives? 7/14/2015
31. Armenia, Armenia 10/3/2011
32. Art And Reality 9/27/2013
33. Art Portals 3/7/2013
34. Atheism Compliments God 10/4/2011
35. Auschwitz Souvenirs 4/28/2014
36. Balkan Nightmares 6/8/2012
37. Batman Combats Oscar Wilde 10/4/2011
38. Bed Of Roses Blistered 7/22/2016
39. Beyond Our Cosmos 10/12/2014
40. Big Bang Haiku 5/25/2015
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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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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