This is a poem for Isaiah Berlin.
He translated the famous Greek poem,
which has become a kind of symbol
for a famous essay he wrote and other people, which
goes something like "the fox knows many tricks,
the hedgehog only one.
One big one."
OK.
This is about we had hedgehogs on this Greek island
down at the bottom of the valley where the paved road went by.
When the hedgehogs here at night see a car and its fierce lights
coming at them, they do the one big thing they know.
It's called flat hedgehogs.