In this spot for insurance,
a savvy young agent,
almost pretty,
says “Go Big Money!”
to a subordinate
in a dollar sign costume
in front of her confused/
bemused clients.

This agent, Flo,
who is above it all
but enthusiastic too
like the Dalai Lama,
has become/
is becoming
an American icon.


What I first saw
as tiny, novel
fireplaces scattered about
the living room floor,
I now see as the house gone
up in flames—
but this is wrong
because “first”
was part of “now”
from the very start.