.Open Mic: Poetry at Home

Although my house consists 

of walls, floors, ceilings, 

doors, windows and corners, 

straight lines, right angles, 

my life living in it is 

curved, organic, amoebic, 

visceral, freeform, flowing, 

a place where magic 

horizontal words and lines 

can meander, bend, curl, 

twist as I follow metaphors 

down rounded rabbit-shaped 

rabbit-holes and up into 

dreaming fluffy clouds, 

responses responding to 

responses floating with 

no beginning, no ending. 

My house is my tent, 

palm-groves and cedars, 

my retreat, my palace, 

a place of playful work, 

my very own paradise, 

blooming in the desert of my mere humanity. 

Rita S. Losch, M.A., MFA, lives in Santa Rosa—not too far from black-and-white cows. We welcome your contribution. To have your topical essay of 350 words considered for publication, write [email protected].
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