May 17, 2017

Submitted by Ann Neilson

I feel thine absence, I mourn thy loss,
My dearest friend whom I n’er have met.
Dewy is the parting cobweb, flossed,
une mélancolie veil upon thy dampened cheek,
Long since reposing, entangled by earth’s decay,
n’er longer exposed to thy darkened dismay.

The tolling bells doth not ring for thee,
nor treads the mourner to thy grave;
Thy home, once glowing with warmth and ease,
Hath collapsed unto its own mossy enclave.
But come-may this heart hold thy eternal place of rest
and enfold thee, thus, forever to mine breast.


Are you a literary writer or poet? Send us your best work!
Photo credit: Gustav Dore – Circle of Angels


Published by

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.

3 thoughts on “May 17, 2017”

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s