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Post-Hesiodean Poem
Poets of remote past and eternal present
Taught me hymns of love, pride and dignity
They knew so well how to live and die
Yet we live in the twenty first century.
The light is dim, almost colorless around
Pollution, nuclear threats, violence, crime,
Alienation and angst became the essence
Of life on coordinates of space and time.
Searching amongst meaningless things meaning
My poems ripple in the cosmos like ocean waves
I aim and dream to reach the unattainable
In these Post-Hesiodean Works and Days.
Yearning for organic harmonies, the timeless
Calmness of solid geometry I wonder
Hoping that with a poem, painting, song
Or novel, our world is becoming better.
poem
by
Paul Hartal
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