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, October 17, 2010

e'steam and the (loco)motive

and he said she
was a bookreading
freewheeling tart with an occassional
fetish for weekend meter checks
a tease for adolescent woodies
an NJ swinger; in hot pursuit
of bon jovi look-a-likes
orgasms in a shot

and she
sure (he)
was the victim of circumstance; a small diamond
left between the crack[s]; overlooked
by the monicles of more discerning

and sympathy poured out steadily
to sweeten the oats of old lumpy
thick and syrupy shoulda-woulda-couldas
coating the mush of overcooked grain
and jagged edges
and like a suicidal die-hard
she wore old lumpy wisdom
like a tnt belt, finger near
the [smithereens] button; ready
to obliterate
lumpy or nothing
lumpy or else

and today no
different from the others
as they yap incessantly like
allies in the dmz comparing notes on whatever
cowlicks and ironed curls
mating with ooh ooh oohs and
yeah yeah yeahs
small wars forgiven
for another truce
in yup-amity

and I
never in view long enough for real consideration
but visible enough for dimissal
a UFO in the no fly zone
the target of heat-seeking missiles and prolonged monitoring
another insignificant moment of brightness
destined for tracking by circular
low-luster scope

and she'll never know
what he says when she's not around
he'll never remember
the last jab

I'll never risk exposing
the real blips here in the

anything too dubious gets shot down

before it has a chance
to drop


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.