Where Does The House Go? Poem by Julia Luber

It's hard to be ambitious about writing poetry.
So like a science of emotional idolatry. Philosophy
paints poetry with many levels: makes it fancier,
more fecund, like a glazer with psychedelic bevels.
And those windows make a house's value last a long time
like its forms and structures have become endemic to rhyme.
Not even a storm can blow that masterpiece over,
a good house will get you luckier than a four leaf clover……
when it comes to love though..
where does the house go?
As the ultimate poem
is to turn a house into a home.