Narcissus - Carvaggio

A Headwind

Submitted by The Vita Brevis Team!

There is a headwind that always blows
Steady, hard, solemn, and fallow
Void of that whistle the beach breeze knows
Void of that ice the blizzard throws.

It has no source that we can glean
Yet always are we in its stream
Void of the ebb the ocean tows
Void of the spring harpist’s notes

It is hidden though, not felt or seen.
Until you sit one day and think
Of all we’ve built and all we’ve been
Of all of life’s absurdity.

And then you feel that headwind gust,
And realize all your life you’ve trudged
Through a hard and solemn wind
With the nimble gait of ignorance.


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Photo credit: Narcissus – Caravaggio


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The Vita Brevis Team

“Ars longa, vita brevis" (art is long, life is short). This maxim so moved us that it seemed only right to title our online poetry magazine after it. It may seem curious that we chose Vita Brevis (life is short) as our title instead of Ars Longa (art is long). But this choice was more than appropriate; after all, the aim of our journal is to publish work that shows a keen awareness of not only art’s beauty and immortality but life’s toils and finiteness. We want to revive and nourish the rich existential literature that forms when art and the human endeavor collide.

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