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

not quietly like suburbia


The city alienates, resonates, but quietly, not
quietly like suburbia and baby strollers and
droopy soothers but like the quiet maples of
Minto Park overseeing other gratuitous
insertions, and the mastermindis a ubiquitous
contrail that never seems to move, writing
anthems from a private office just behind the
pilot's seat. I have never been much of sucker
for the elevation or the sleekness, chance
lives at the top of the rock piles, footings
only a matter of necessity and all that
tumbles shapes again into the cobblestone
mimicking a grander past no different from
today. Still somedays I can never get enough,
the flutter of the pigeons so easy on the
ears, and the time limit as easy to understand
as the sunsets and dimming trees. The city
alienates, resonates, but quietly, not quietly
like suburbia.

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.