Dead Flowers - *Dead Flowers * *He carried me to the place of dead flowers* *Where I spent my water for liquid gold* *He tickled my clitoris with humming bird hands* *I...
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|a note from the poet|
Bernard believes expression should not be inhibited by form and reflect honestly, though enjoying a wide scope of appreciation for the many shapes the art provides, it is a personal mandate of his to increase readership for contemporary poetry by encouraging more organically formed and conversational text that reacts to and captures everyday events. He is the founder of two online sites, 'The Ink Blot' and 'The Cartier Street Review' where artists can submit their contemporary art and poetry for publication and feedback.
Bernard Alain has been published and/or featured in a few online journals recently such as the Orange Room Review, Madswirl, Pirene's Fountain, Mississippi Crow Magazine/RiverMuse Press, International Poet, The World Poets Society Electronic Catalog, Bywords, Bywords Quarterly Journal, Smoking Book and others with an upcoming publication in Wood Coin.
|This is one of Don Schaeffer's most recent posters, the text is hard to read so I have typed it out for you below:|
Shopping Mall Playland
even mid-winter light
is rosey and deep
in the place
small globular people
roll on orbular color
under mild eyes
Diane Recapitulated So heavy when she lifts herself from the electric legs into a flesh and blood chair. "This damn corpus," came into my mind from hers. But then her face opened at the corners of her broad mouth, like a deep Irish red-head. And she could dance memories of Diane next door in our Pennsylvania days, before we found paradise.*Don's blog is listed on the right along with some other favorites.
for such a small island
"Ron will stop the bullet before
it reaches my heart" she said
and the hydroponic cluster
journeys from the border to the courtroom
too uncut too raw
for a judge who rolls his own
we get away with too much he infers
spitting on sidewalks
other heinous crimes
so fresh lamb turns on
while Bali and the dolphins play
"it is no longer a
matter of truth" Ron proclaims
you wonder why we get so high
Below is a link to a slideshow presentation of 'to become the Nile' written and narrated by Bernard Alain.
click here to view
Erbacce Press is worthy of a bit of note, they are currently sponsoring one of the few legitimate international poetry competitions out there. This year's competition is officially closed as of June 14,2009 but you can still follow-up the shortlist and eliminations at this link--Erbacce Press Check them out.
|The scoop on Yamrus these days|
John Yamrus was my first real influence for contemporary poetry. I remember asking myself who was this guy who brought the American public into his livingroom and talked about his dog and wife. I've come to respect John's mastery of conversational mechannics and no doubt believe he is one of a only a few that have successfully layed a corner stone for the conversation poem. I frequent a few online haunts where he drops in occasionally, he's still pounding the pavement, beating the floorboards of school halls and universities with his microscopic views of day-to-day living. John continues to be a fixture in American poetry having been published many times and associated with other greats such as Bukowski. His latest book New and Selected Poems has been published by Lummox Press, check it out at lummoxpress.com
As of January 2010 Joy Leftow is the Principal Editor for the Cartier Street Review. Joy is the Poet Laureate of Washington Heights and double alumna at Columbia University. Along with being a successful and creative poet Joy brings a wealth of networking and beat savvy, both active and highly visible in the New York poetry scene.
|The dramatist's art Milner says...|
Every now and then I take my edgy packets of IU to familiar haunts on the net, practice parlor etiquette with the guys and gals who donned their steeds as far back as the 60's,"the dramatist's art" Milner says and the most devoted of thoughts sail out the window on a paper airplane. Not to fret though, the dramatization of poetry continues to win the vote, evolving with more conversational and psychographic text, extorting three-dimensional views from reflex. As a contemporary shape, the conversation poem seems to be gaining the most readership, offering more accessible content with more gut-level reaction to day-to-day circumstances. Somewhere between the journalistic and the artistic, this colorful median is developing an engaging tenor, slowly dispensing with the arcane, allowing readers to participate on their own terms.