Unconquered

There are a few pieces of poetry that I will always hold close. One in particular has become a creed. Invictus, by William Ernst Henley is a wildly popular piece that remains current in our culture despite being first published in 1875. The 20 year old Henley wrote the poem from a hospital bed while facing certain death. The title, which mean unconquered, was intended to inspire others to take responsibility for their own destiny in times of trial and despair. The poem gained notoriety for being quoted by alleged^* American terrorist Timothy McVeigh, who quoted it in a communiqué released shortly before his execution.

In preparation for an upcoming art show, I created a photograph which incorporated the text of line 15 written across the chest of a high school student. I was looking for someone that would represent the reckless abandon, and the glorious potential of youth. I have had the idea of doing this for a while, but I was unable to find an appropriate subject. The subject of the photograph, Devan, has been described as “a confident and misunderstood young man.” After an impromptu conversation with Devan concerning religion, destiny, and self-will I was certain that I had found my guy. Read the poem below. Click on line 15 to be taken to the photograph. Enjoy. Comment. Reflect.

Invictus

William Ernst Henley; 1849-1903

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.

*I use the word alleged to convey my skepticism of McVeigh's actual involvement in the horrific event that was attributed to him.