Paul Hartal


Paul Hartal Poems

321. Triumphal Arch 2/12/2013
322. Truth And Consensus 2/16/2014
323. Truth And Experience 2/26/2015
324. Truth And Poetry 2/20/2015
325. Two Sphinxes 10/6/2011
326. Unruly Dragon In Porcelain Equilibrium 6/13/2012
327. Until We Meet Again 10/5/2011
328. Using Art And Science 10/7/2011
329. Valentine's Day 10/1/2011
330. Valium 2/14/2014
331. Vanilla Gate 10/12/2011
332. Venus And Candor 1/17/2017
333. Venus Und Freimut 1/17/2017
334. Vernacular Painting 3/14/2013
335. Viceroy And Monarch 11/8/2014
336. Voyage Around The Square Root Of Minus One 6/18/2012
337. War Memories With Acrostic 6/27/2012
338. Weeds And Hyacinths 10/1/2011
339. What Dante Told Me 12/5/2012
340. What Is Love? 12/22/2012
341. What Motivates Us? 5/11/2016
342. When Is A Painting Finished? 11/26/2011
343. When Will The Messiah Come? 10/17/2014
344. Where Do Circles Grow? 10/16/2014
345. Which Comes First? 5/4/2015
346. Whispering Forest 10/2/2011
347. White Table With Red Chairs 11/23/2016
348. Whose Life Is Worth More? 5/20/2012
349. Why Tears My Love? 10/8/2011
350. Why The Snow Melts 10/12/2012
351. Woman With Train 10/1/2011
352. Women Change, But Men Don'T? 2/23/2013
353. Wordless Promise 7/18/2016
354. You Are Not The Wind 10/5/2011
355. You Cannot Live Without The Hydrogen Bomb 8/24/2016
356. You Must Be Strong 2/23/2014
357. Zebra And Clarinet 7/22/2016
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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