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Money Market

Wells Fargo ATM across from Jamison Square Park.

A SHOP OR MARKET is the challenge topic.


Dana Gioia was a Stanford MBA who became a product manager for General Foods by day while he wrote poetry in his spare time. He eventually was able to devote his full time to poetry and twice served as Chairman of the National Endowment for the Arts. So he knows whereof he speaks when he talks about money.

MONEY

"Money is a kind of poetry." -- Wallace Stevens

Money, the long green,
cash, stash, rhino, jack
or just plain dough.

Chock it up, fork it over,
shell it out. Watch it
burn holes through pockets.

To be made of it! To have it
to burn! Greenbacks, double eagles,
megabucks and Ginnie Maes.

It greases the palm, feathers a nest,
holds heads above water,
makes both ends meet.

Money breeds money.
Gathering interest, compounding daily.
Always in circulation.

Money. You don't know where it's been,
but you put it where your mouth is.
And it talks.

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