All That’s Left

Submitted by Ronald E. Shields

Your friends are gone,
your lover too.
For now the house is quiet.
Your mind will turn to sleep.
Your dreams will take you
back to the beginning,
back before it all went bad.

No matter –
Your heart is a house with paper walls,
they will collapse if you move too fast.
So you learn the ancient art of breathing
and how to feel for your Qi in the veins of your neck.

What if you could recreate the beginning?
If they all return tomorrow will you burst into bloom?
Perhaps everything will turn out right.
Though you may wake from your dream
to find the sun has yet to bring an end to the night.


 

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Photo Credit: Edward Hopper – Pennsylvania Coal Town

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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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