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.

Saturday, November 1, 2008

smoke stop

with the flick of a wrist
you can zoom
in and out of neighborhoods

hover over Area 51

pan the Australian outbacks,
scroll the Big Apple in 3D

I found my apartment complex
the other day, I could only see
the top of the building but
with a little imagination
I could make out
an umbrella
a lounge chair
a small table maybe
a tiny white speck slowly closing in

it could have been
my neighbour from down the hall,
I don't know him that well
but he was probably cradling a gin fizz
looking for an empty lounger
anticipating a cool breeze
possibly a rooftop siesta

we google everything these
cutting edge software
capable of invading
even the most innocent of
dispositions, but
everyone's gotta be in the know,
wants the scoop on the
real dirt, zooming
in on trivia with their
digital microscopes

billions of dollars
spent developing this
tracking system

just to remind me

I left my cigarettes
on the table
near the ashtray on theck

and that soon
there'll be no excuse
for being five minutes

Shopping Mall Playland

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
where shapes
don't challenge

small globular people
roll on orbular color
under mild eyes
floating on
flowing songs.

Diane Recapitulated

Above is a poster selected from the upcoming 'The Notes of a Digital Ghost' collection by Don Schaeffer, the words on the poster are hard to read in this resolution so I have provided the text below:

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.