During the Covid-19 lockdown, somewhere in the darkness, an idea sparked within me: something that could help us connect with each other, bring some light into our homes and burn bright with the creativity born in these uncertain, unusual days.
The idea was this: a special one-off online magazine that would feature words and art created under the lockdown and honour our fortitude in times of adversity – in the spirit of William Ernest Henley’s enduring poem. I reached out to some fellow creative creatures and the call did not go unheard. With the help of editorial whiz D.B., the idea started taking shape.
I am proud and grateful to present INVICTUS: a creative collaboration that captures the voices of writers and visual artists, young and old, from different walks of life and corners of the world. It is as much a time capsule as it is a testament that something positive can come from this forced void and period of sorrow and despair.
INVICTUS was made by those who were able to create something – and in some ways for those who could not. It is saudade, a presence of absence, and a ‘spark in the dark’ for anyone who needs reminding that we are all made from the same stuff.
Enjoy the read, stay safe, continue making good art and, most of all, take good care of each other.
Susan, June 2020
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
– William Ernest Henley, 1875