The markets are jittery
by 
James Graham
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Posted: Wednesday, October 8, 2008 Word Count: 50 Summary: I wondered if it was possible to write a poem about the global financial crisis. This was all I could manage. |
The markets are jittery
What is it
that brings such fear
into the eyes of tigers?
Like wary gazelles,
all nerves, their heads
come up. They
sniff the air.
They leap away
from a rustle, a shadow.
What turns
that fanatic eye
into the mild melting
eye of the hunted?
What is it
that brings such fear
into the eyes of tigers?
Like wary gazelles,
all nerves, their heads
come up. They
sniff the air.
They leap away
from a rustle, a shadow.
What turns
that fanatic eye
into the mild melting
eye of the hunted?