Howard Wilson & Nancy Bruner Wilson







Nancy Bruner Wilson, Mask





 i see faces in blackened fire places

flowers in sealed linoleum

ships assail in clouds

reflections in puddles

shifting spirits in blowing leaves


mystery intrigue surrounds integrates

itself in all we are





if we dare heed pay attention

accept receive

take in refuse to not believe



Nancy Bruner Wilson, The bon man





voices  voices voices

voices in the air

in the soft wind gentle voices

isten listen to the voices

voices whispering softly

whispering  softly in the air


clear melodious gentle voices

voices in the air

trying vying for attention

wanting  striving struggling

trying hard to be heard

to assist help lead

guide direct

to its words be true


listen listen listen

listen to the voices

listen strain train ears to hear

listen to what they’re


saying they will make the difference

everything life existence difficulties

better easier calmer

so i  so we won’t go astray

voices in the air whispering

listen listen to the silent voices

filling permeating the wind the air


stop listen stop stop hear the messages

messages clear vibrating messages

voices listen to the strong wise

voices voices of those

who have gone ahead

angels hovering in the air

surrounding guiding

protecting strengthening

loud beckoning pleading voices


dare stop breathe deeply

listen  hear  pay attention

listen to their

celestial spiritual message

we’re never ever alone

in this hectic busy temporal world


hope love goodness peace compassion

always near to hold touch feel

voices voices

sweet sweet angelic

voices angel song singing

singing in the air

listen listen listen

voices singing

angel song

angel song everywhere in the air



Nancy Bruner Wilson, Artifacts













Nancy Bruner Wilson’s background is in social work. She has degrees from Berea College in Kentucky and from The Tulane University Graduate School of Social Work in New Orleans. She worked for the American Red Cross which included a one year assignment with the 85th Evacuation Hospital in Qui Nhon, Vietnam, during the height of the war. She also worked for the New York City Department of Social Services in the South Bronx. Nancy is retired from the Kentucky Department of Social Services where she held various positions including work in a residential facility for status offenders and hearing officer for the department.

Nancy began writing five years ago to fulfill a lifelong desire. In 2012, she and her artist husband, Howard Wilson, released a Published in Heaven book titled breaking out. It is comprised of fifteen of her poems and his art work. Nancy’s poems have appeared in three Louisville publications: The Louisville Courier-Journal; The Highlander; and Uncut Candy. They have also been accepted for publication in: Advocate, PKA’s Publication; Bear Creek Haiku; Pearl Editions; The Poet’s Art; and Struggle: A Magazine of Proletarian Revolutionary Literature.

Nancy and her husband reside in a Victorian home in Louisville near Cave Hill Cementery.

Howard has had a life long involvement with the arts and crafts.  He has experimented

with different techniques in a variety of mediums including clay, wood, print making and glass.  Through the years his work has been shown and sold in galleries, museums, and art shows in the United States as well as abroad.

Metaphysical Expressionism Art: Howard Wilson’ s Artist Statement


Metaphysics versus aesthetics. Crossing liminal boundaries. Capturing fractaled peripherally visioned moments of experiences. Seeing those fleeting will of the wisp northern lights moments as I paint new works.

“They last a second, a minute, they come and go like a moving winking light: but they Have impressed their mark, deposited some kind of sensation before they vanished… Secret stirrings that go unnoticed to the remote parts of the mind, the incalculable chaos of impressions, the delicate life of the imagination seen under the magnifying glass; trackless journeyings by brain and heart, strange workings of the nerves, the whisper of the blood, the

entreaty of the bone, all the unconscious life of the soul.”

Knut Hamsun


Are thought and art one or separate? Thought comes first. Art, metaphysical expressionist art, is matrixed to thought by the desire the necessity of communication. Thought and metaphysical expressionist art are so closely linked they seem one but thought is Self, art is Other. Art is the shadow of thought. Internal art, interior monologue is then nearer, more closely matrixed to thought-closer to the source-than externally verbalized or painted art. Internal art is diaphanic. External art is adiaphanic. Can, does, the Artist Prophet take art through the diaphane? Yes! One way, and only one way, he does so is by removing artificial boundaries. Once the diaphanous boundary is crossed a different logic is enacted: the logic of hallucination, of the surreal, the art of dreams (not the same as aesthetics or the language of postmodern chaos). Is the stream of consciousness, free association, narrative metaphysical expressionist art as close as we can get to the expression of pure thought? Any form of art is slower than thought but one thing is certain: metaphysical expressionist art is a dark but beautiful cynosure for the blind cripple.

Howard Wilson with Ron Whitehead
August 9, 2012


Copyright © Howard Wilson and Ron Whitehead



copyright© 2011 nancy bruner wilson

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