The Barn and Surrounds

Spring Ulmer

I live in the barn.
In return for work

on the farm, I receive
a discount in rent.

Life here isn’t pastoral.
It’s physical, animal.

Bats fly in and flies.
The rafters are high

and a ladder remains
from when the living

room was filled
with hay. The neighbors

mow their lawns
like crazy. The hood,

suburban. A farm
development for the rich.

Horse farms, mostly.
Up the way, mansions

look out at nuclear
power stacks.

Spring Ulmer lives in Pennsylvania. Her most recent book is The Age of Virtual Reproduction (Essay Press, 2009). Real Labor, from which this poem is taken, appears in the July issue of Ladowich Magazine. Subscribe now in the Apple Newsstand —