I’m not sure how he found me. But I ended up publishing his poem “Macular Degeneration” in Every Day Poems. I’m glad I did.
The poem wasn’t complicated, but it was very human. And this is part of how I choose poems to publish. Of course I love technical facility, but I do not publish poems that trot it out and forget the human touch.
Two of our Every Day subscribers wrote to me about the poem. Something about it reached into them, touched their humanity. One person shared her difficult memory-dreams with me as a result. The other said the poem was already printed and carefully saved; she wondered how old the poet was.
Kilian is eighty years old. He would be touched, I think, to know that his brief words held such human power for two special readers.
The poem ends…
Yesterday I was indestructible
eighteen, the sea
was deep; today
decaying in the shallows.
It doesn’t get much more human than that.
Post by L.L. Barkat. Visit L.L. at Seedlings in Stone, for more on writing, poetry, art and life.
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