Paul Hartal

Paul Hartal Poems

361. Haiku With Oxymoron 2/1/2014
362. The Seven Shortest Poems In The World 10/12/2011
363. Punic Tragedy, Roman Genocide 2/10/2013
364. Valium 2/14/2014
365. They Come In Seven Sexes 7/14/2013
366. Democracy Vs. Dictatorship 11/29/2013
367. Oranges And Grapes 4/28/2013
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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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Cesarean Section

On a sunny day of Taurus
they cut her abdomen.
With stainless scalpels
the surgeons unlatched her uterus
and out of her slashed womb,
touching with their sterile gloves
the enigma of an enclosed but remote self,
they pulled out the boy crying,
covered with blood,

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