Paul Hartal


Paul Hartal Poems

121. Khmer Rouge Atrocities 10/10/2011
122. Light At The Kernel Of Darkness 12/28/2012
123. Like Old Wine 9/30/2011
124. Lilac Blouse 10/4/2011
125. Listen Darling 10/6/2011
126. Little-Known Death Factory 8/26/2012
127. Lost Love's Distance 10/8/2011
128. Love At First Sight 9/7/2014
129. Love Is Like A Painting 8/27/2014
130. Love Is Like Photography 11/23/2016
131. Love Knows Not 'Why? ' 10/28/2011
132. Love Never Dies 11/17/2011
133. Loveless Love 12/18/2014
134. Lung Shot 11/11/2016
135. Magic Stairs 5/9/2014
136. Majdanek 8/10/2016
137. Marriage Vows 6/12/2015
138. Massacre In Nanjing 9/24/2012
139. Meaning And Eternity 10/5/2011
140. Medals 10/12/2011
141. Medical Statistics 11/10/2011
142. Medicine's Malady 11/1/2015
143. Meditation In Nineteen Words 1/30/2013
144. Meeting In Belsen 10/3/2011
145. Modigliani Nude In Haiku 8/6/2014
146. Moment In Frame 10/6/2011
147. Money And Love 11/12/2011
148. Mother Of Success 8/2/2015
149. My Life 9/29/2011
150. Mystery Of The Immovable Car 12/17/2012
151. Nephron And Tulip 12/13/2014
152. Never Say Never 6/7/2015
153. Nevertheless 4/1/2015
154. Nine Views Of The Huangshan 12/20/2014
155. No Rhyme, But Reason 3/18/2013
156. No Secret: The Rwandan Genocide 10/3/2011
157. Now? 10/18/2011
158. Nurse In Evergreen Of Absence 10/22/2011
159. Obelisks 9/29/2011
160. Ode To Irena Sendler 6/1/2012
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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