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I am a poet, visual artist (ceramic sculpture, drawing and painting) and editor. My art and in some ways my poetry has become more surrealistic and in its way, Goddess oriented in philosophy (i.e., nurturing the planet and each other plus honoring the spirits and symbols from the unconscious, metaphysics etc.). I focus on exploring feelings and body language, i.e., what is often unsaid. The art of relationships is a passion of mine, between us humans and the creatures around us, as well as with the Earth itself. I find art to be very healing, and it is this fact that really drives me. I also enjoy sharing art, poetry, memoirs, social and political philosophy, and an interest in ecology and nutrition/health with others. I have thus also created a progressive online magazine (Eos: The Creative Context) where like minded people can share their work.
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Poems by Howard Pugh: Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE X-NONE Pastoral Sketches (parts 1 and 2 out of 9); photo by Bea Garth
Poem by Howard Pugh, copyright 2012 1. Out of the pulsing stream that glistens to fiery white, tormented as it races down grassy shoulders towards anonymity of the lake, Out of the heavy scent of pine that spills bright into… Read More ›
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Brian at Home in ABQ
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About This Transitional Issue: Summer Into Fall
“Self Portrait As Shadow,” photo by Bea Garth, copyright 2012 EDITORIAL by Bea Garth We are officially transitioning from Indian Summer to Fall. This issue of Eos: The Creative Context is in honor of that transition as well as celebrating the… Read More ›
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A Loss for Words
Poem by Marianne Bickett, copyright 2012 A LOSS FOR WORDS . It’s just too precious to write about and yet I try I think of life and the fledgling mourning dove Who’s neck looks injured Who still tilts her head… Read More ›
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Fly Like The Wind
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The Creek or Elegy in Lavender, Green and Blue
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We Live on Eaarth
poem by Marianne Szlyk, copyright 2012 We Live on Eaarth I walk home through air as hot and gritty as exhaust. This is not the side of the highway. Or the bus depot. On this street, neighbors grow roses, peaches,… Read More ›
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The Real Antarctica
Poem by Marianne Szlyk, copyright 2012 The Real Antarctica In the real Antarctica, the tiny cruise ship sneaks between the stony gray beach and the icebergs. Below the water seems dark, lifeless. All the same Lynne Cox once swam here…. Read More ›
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Recess In The Ring
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All About Rosie
Poem by Marianne Szlyk, copyright 2012 All About Rosie Whenever I imagine Rosie, she is always racing up and down the stairs of her building, out to Little Italy, mingling with the famous people who aren’t quite famous yet. The… Read More ›
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Settling Pond, Campbell CA
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“I Don’t Know” poem by Greg Hall
poem by Greg Hall, copyright 2012 I DON’T KNOW What woke me Was the shoe On fire In the closet, And the reason I walked To work was The panther; How she got Into my car And locked The door, I… Read More ›
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White Heron (In Settling Pond, Campbell, CA)





