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August Moon
The moon half-in, half-out
of pale afternnon sky,
looks like a twenty-five-cent piece
tucked into the half-moon pocket
of a missionary offering book,
the kind filled with quarters
culled from allowance, movie money,
and strawberry picking;
sent out with a grain of mustard seed
on the last day of Vacation Bible School.
How many mountains
have those quarters moved?
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