Figure and Ground

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They consider it
An innate ability
To be able
To put things
In perspective,
And make sense
Of the sensations

One
out of many
Becomes the figure
The others
You pass up,
The ground

To your eyes, It may be
The most obvious thing there is

‘It stands over and above
Everything else,
It grabs my attention,
And never let’s go.
This is all I want
To look at
All the time’.

So long
as you don’t look around
And notice
That the ground
Stretches infinitely
Behind the figure
In all directions

Maybe that’s why
The picture makes sense
When I look
At myself
Through your eyes

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The Financial Crisis Poem: Hickory-Dickory-Stocks

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Hickory-Dickory-Dock,
Inflation’s going up,
The Bear has killed the Bull,
And Lehmann Bros. are gul.
Soon the banks will be locked,
Hickory-Dickory-Dock.

Hickory-Dickory-Duck,
Stock market’s run out of luck,
The US announced ‘Bail-Out’,
But we still have our doubts
We know they’ve got no bucks
Hickory-Dickory-Duck.

Hickory-Dickory-Doke,
Now Iceland’s going broke,
And Argentina too,
And so are me and you.
And that’s the story folks,
Hickory-Dickory-Doke.

Hickory-Dickory-Dock,
It’s time to act, not talk.
So folks, pull up your socks,
And go sell all your stocks,
Before they fetch you rocks,
Hickory-Dickory-Dock.