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.

Sunday, November 2, 2008

a fare justice system


whoosh!
right by me

and I'm sure if it'd been raining
a tsunami would've washed me away

and I bet right now he's shitting himself laughing,
smirking in his rearview mirror
pretending he doesn't see me

and just my luck he probably parks at a stand nearby
and if I went over and knocked on his cab window and said
"hey! you blind!!?"
he'd deny ever seeing me, fall back on his broken english
sink like a tortoise head between disavowing hands

and I'll bet when he goes home at the end of the day he brags
to his wife about what he got away with, drinks Sunny-D with
vitamin C, watching L.A. Law and Steven Seagal movies, planning
his sneaky diversions for the next day

I can see right through those imitation graphite Pradas

but it'll all change tomorrow
with the early birds

watch him wave
the first chance he gets

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
harmlessness
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.