Paul Hartal


Paul Hartal Poems

161. Obelisks 9/29/2011
162. Ode To Irena Sendler 6/1/2012
163. Oh, Poet 5/20/2012
164. Oh, The Zebras Keep Coming 4/12/2015
165. On The Killing Fields 10/6/2011
166. Once Upon An August Dreamy 12/5/2011
167. Only One Love 10/6/2011
168. Ontological Verse 5/17/2014
169. Oranges And Grapes 4/28/2013
170. Organic Poem 9/30/2011
171. Painting For Hitler 10/3/2011
172. Palindromic Flight 10/24/2011
173. Parmenides Meets Einstein 12/6/2012
174. Past And Present 9/30/2011
175. Peek-A-Boo 12/13/2016
176. Pessimism 2/4/2013
177. Pesticide Fields 10/4/2011
178. Phantom Pain 11/19/2015
179. Piano Tunes 9/29/2011
180. Picasso's Poetry 9/29/2014
181. Plants Eat Elephants 3/17/2013
182. Playing 4/21/2017
183. Poem For A Right Angle 10/27/2012
184. Political Correctness 3/31/2017
185. Post-Hesiodean Poem 10/7/2011
186. Postmodern Light 10/5/2011
187. Punic Tragedy, Roman Genocide 2/10/2013
188. Race Defilement 12/20/2012
189. Rainbow’s Birth 10/12/2011
190. Reason And Emotion 10/14/2014
191. Reichsbank Gold 11/26/2014
192. Return To Strasshof 1/8/2013
193. Richard Feynman's Woodpecker 10/8/2011
194. Road And Labyrinth 8/2/2015
195. Romance Is Ageless 3/23/2015
196. Russell's Loss 7/31/2014
197. Rwanda 1994 3/1/2012
198. Sailing In Sinbad's Uncharted Sea 5/30/2012
199. Samurai Competition 10/3/2011
200. Sang Froid 11/2/2011
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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