Hudson Valley Poet: Mona Toscano

“Landscapes and portraits,” are what I write says Mona Toscano.  A published workshop-trained poet, frequent open-mike reader, Mona coordinates the Hudson River Poets.  They gather at the Newburgh Free Library, the first Thursday of the month.

Eagle I
                                            eagle
If, once more, 
the eagle that I saw
along the Newburgh shore--
on a burr-cold February day
in a swirling winter storm--
were to soar by again
on a balmy day, 
wearing his sleek white crown
and feathery ruff, his glossy-black
wingspread, his dart-eye gaze,

then, 

I would run under the wake of
his flight and chant out load:
"Stay, stay, stay gigantic bird, 
stay here for a hundred days and, 
then on a clear equinox night,
pluck with your sharp hook beak and
hold in your sleek yellow talons tight, 
a scant thread from a shooting star
for us to weave into the tapestry
of dreams and Hudson Highland
verse, a terse image of you,
majestic, regal, and imperial,
avian symbol of return."

        *

Oh, mythic Hudson River eagle, 
your being connects us to the fragrant, 
seen and unseen, fabric of the universe.

                  Mona Toscano  4/12/10
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