
The snail moves like a
Hovercraft, held up by a
Rubber cushion of itself,
Sharing its secret
With the hedgehog. The hedgehog
Shares its secret with no one.
We say, Hedgehog, come out
Of yourself and we will love you.
We mean no harm. We want
Only to listen to what
You have to say. We want
Your answers to our questions.
The hedgehog gives nothing
Away, keeping itself to itself.
We wonder what a hedgehog
Has to hide, why it so distrusts.
We forget the god
Under this crown of thorns.
We forget that never again
Will a god trust in the world.
Dear Ocean,
I am delighted by your poem “Hedgehog”, by Paul Muldoon because of “The hedgehog gives nothing
Away, keeping itself to itself”.
” We wonder what a hedgehog Has to hide, why it so distrusts”, stands out for me. I think “We forget the god Under this crown of thorns”, are thought provoking because of, “We forget that never again Will a god trust in the world”.
Your poem reminds me of the underline messages and metaphors used in a open mic where an 11 year old poet read her poem “things that I believe”, where she used simile to describe people and animals .
Thanks for your poem. I look forward to seeing what you make next.