I'm fighting an ongoing battle to read A Prayer Like Gravity's poem, "Morning Haiku-ish" correctly: light dances on fields of belligerent sleep, chasing crows and hard scarecrows No matter how many times I read the poem, I see the word "sheep" instead of "sleep," especially if I'm reading it quickly. At least two others made similar … Continue reading Brain Tricks – Neuroscience, Poetry and Sheep