Take Heart: A Conversation in Poetry: After the Splash
Edited and introduced by Wesley McNair, Maine Poet Laureate
Today’s poem, by Leslie Moore of Brooksville, is set in Smith Cove. Leslie writes that her poem tells a “fishing story that’s true.”
After the Splash by Leslie Moore
We step to the porch railing— wine glasses in hand, Scrabble forgotten— to spy a bird floundering in the cove, dashing the sea with great, feathered downbeats, almost obscured by the spray. It’s a bald eagle and my heart thrashes with it.I’m ready to canoe to the rescue, my husband paddling, me leaning over the bow, poised to pluck a frantic, flapping, full-grown eagle out of the sea in my bare arms. Its wing span is wider than I am tall, its beak a scimitar.But the bald eagle doesn’t need me. It settles onto the water, plump as a duck, turns beak to shore, scoops the sea with feathery palms, and climbs out on a rocky shelf, dragging in one talon a fish, huge and silvery in the sunlight.
Take Heart: A Conversation in Poetry is produced in collaboration with the Maine Writers & Publishers Alliance. Poem copyright © 2014 Leslie Moore. Reprinted by permission of Leslie Moore. Questions about submitting to Take Heart may be directed to Gibson Fay-LeBlanc, Special Consultant to the Maine Poet Laureate, at email@example.com or 207-228-8263. Take Heart: Poems from Maine, an anthology collecting the first two years of this column, is now available from Down East Books.