The Turtle

The Turtle by Oliver Herford (1910)

The poem explores the speaker's contrasting feelings towards two types of turtles: the sea turtle and the turtle dove. Initially, the speaker expresses disdain for the sea turtle, describing it as the "lowest of the low" due to its aquatic nature. The imagery evokes a sense of repulsion, highlighting the speaker's lack of affection for this creature. In stark contrast, the speaker finds beauty and emotional resonance in the turtle dove, particularly during the spring mating season. The soft, plaintive cooing of the doves stirs deep feelings, evoking nostalgia and tenderness. This juxtaposition illustrates the speaker's appreciation for the dove's romantic and soothing qualities, which stand in stark opposition to the perceived vulgarity of the sea turtle. Despite the speaker's aversion to the sea turtle, a surprising twist occurs when the mention of "Green Turtle Soup" elicits a change in attitude. The speaker admits to indulging in the dish, revealing a complex relationship with the turtle that combines both disdain and culinary desire. This contradiction underscores the theme of inconsistency in human emotions and preferences, suggesting that even the most unappealing aspects of nature can be transformed into something desirable under certain circumstances. Overall, the work reflects on the complexities of affection, the nature of beauty, and the paradoxes inherent in human taste and sentiment. The speaker's journey from aversion to appreciation encapsulates a broader commentary on how perceptions can shift based on context and personal experience.

By Oliver Herford · First published 1910 · Genre: Poetry, Humor, Nature · 223 words

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I never wasted any love On turtles, but the turtle-dove Is quite another thing; When I have nothing else to do, I love to hear them bill and coo While mating in the spring.

There's something in their plaintive note That brings a lump into my throat And makes my pulses stir; Something between a smothered snore And the shrill creaking of a door, That soothes me, as it were.

How strange is Nature's alchemy, To think that living in the sea Should change a creature so! The turtle of the finny kind That swims the sea, is to my mind The lowest of the low.

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Fable · Children's Literature · Animal Story · Turtle · Adventure · Friendship · Humor · Satire · Social Commentary · Morality Tale · Coming of Age · Self-Discovery

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