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.

Thursday, November 6, 2008

the herd

it's the fear of being
found out that makes
a wild horse run, I'm
not sure what the tame
ones have to lose

and I couldn't put a
number on the
soirees of 'drop by soon'
and 'great to see you',
where the snapping
point for etiquette
was 'how about Friday'
followed by a
short lapse of vertigo

I always thought that
if you meant it
you should say it,
be draconian, and
that timing was
a matter for old engines
and carburetors
in constant need
of tweaking,
and if you didn't mean
what you said you
were an asshole
for presuming and
not asking

I knew eventually
the herd of purebreds
would break loose like
they did, escaping to
the safety of the
mountains and pockets
of green pasture

I think about them from
time to time

I don't worry about
how or what they're doing,
knowing most of them
live roughly in the same
neighborhood, in roughly
the same houses with roughly
the same cars

I can imagine roughly
what they'd say if I dropped
in to say 'hello',
never doubting for a moment

they already imagined
on my behalf

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.