At Home In Iowa


square mile
straight lines
four right turns
predictable paths
to nowhere, or
right back where
you started from,
depending on the day

P. Wanken

Inspired by Poetic Asides Prompt #180 to write a “straight line” poem.


  1. Enjoyed this very much, reminded of visiting my father in Ohio & making a day trip to Indianapolis without encountering a single hill or turning the steering wheel more than 5 degrees the whole way.

    I could NEVER live there.


    1. šŸ˜€
      Yes…the good ol’ Midwest when “north” means you drive north. I always knew what direction I was facing back there.
      Here…I tell people how to get places by saying things like “veer to the right” or “inside the loop” or “toward downtown.”

      Glad you enjoyed it. (The poem, not the drive to Indianapolis.) šŸ˜‰



  2. Oh — I LIKE this, Paula! Maybe it’s ’cause I’m a homebody, but I feel a comfortable depth in this short piece — where home is a place that is “square…straight…right” — all synonyms for honesty. And you have the peace (some may see it as boredom) of predictability. I like the ending too:

    “…to nowhere, or
    right back where
    you started from,
    depending on the day”



  3. I thought it funny that Robert mentioned both Iowa and Indiana in his prompt for this one. You did a great job with it. That last line totally makes it.



    1. Ha – I know! I thought that, too. And…after even the slightest suggestion of writing about Iowa, I couldn’t NOT write about Iowa. šŸ™‚ (And…glad you liked that last line…)


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