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.

Friday, June 26, 2009

rodent lust

if you were to say anything about
tikki it was her lack of eloquence
and desire to keep a few steps ahead that
always seemed to test the center of gravity
and though infatuated by
her simplicity her ambitious strides
entanglement was constant
with the upper pedigrees
and I'd straddle the pack
maybe dangle the occasional tidbit
let them yap incessantly
wait night after night
for the crucial ort
the one that would make the latenight snacks
a tribute to our unconditional
make tikki see
those foreign cars
and border crossing felines
were just a passing

but our connection strayed too often
the juicy memories no longer appeasement
for a lack of wordy convos
and she began to talk in some alien voice
like a large laryngeal implant made of titanium
was growing from her throat
and every other sentence was one word "no"
every gesture an imaginary slap;
the chi-chi silver choker I bought
a small boa
choking all hope

and I could sense her
wanting to sever the bond
run away
ferret out her identity
in the rodent chasms
of an open field
still I held on tight

this morning it finally happened
she un-tied the knot

I said "...tikki ..."

"you a b-a-a-a-d bad pup"

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.