Jake de Peuter
@jakedepeuter.bsky.social
Jakedepeuterpoetics.com
...november came
filled the one roomed
husband who slept
the nights on the bed beside her
it filled him with
a chill that shivered perimeters
filled him with
brittle as the thin
ice over puddles
the bedsheet between them
it never melted...
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filled the one roomed
husband who slept
the nights on the bed beside her
it filled him with
a chill that shivered perimeters
filled him with
brittle as the thin
ice over puddles
the bedsheet between them
it never melted...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2026/01/01/n...
January 1, 2026 at 2:17 PM
...november came
filled the one roomed
husband who slept
the nights on the bed beside her
it filled him with
a chill that shivered perimeters
filled him with
brittle as the thin
ice over puddles
the bedsheet between them
it never melted...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2026/01/01/n...
filled the one roomed
husband who slept
the nights on the bed beside her
it filled him with
a chill that shivered perimeters
filled him with
brittle as the thin
ice over puddles
the bedsheet between them
it never melted...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2026/01/01/n...
...moments that became
something from out of the province on the rails became
the passage of something from out of the country over the land...
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something from out of the province on the rails became
the passage of something from out of the country over the land...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/31/i...
December 31, 2025 at 11:58 AM
...moments that became
something from out of the province on the rails became
the passage of something from out of the country over the land...
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something from out of the province on the rails became
the passage of something from out of the country over the land...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/31/i...
grandmother knows
how the picker of plums becomes the orchard...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/30/g...
how the picker of plums becomes the orchard...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/30/g...
December 30, 2025 at 12:10 PM
grandmother knows
how the picker of plums becomes the orchard...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/30/g...
how the picker of plums becomes the orchard...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/30/g...
...in perfect harmony with the church bell
from the steeple in the graveyard’s nearby town
which chimes the measure of a gopher’s
life under a tombstone
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from the steeple in the graveyard’s nearby town
which chimes the measure of a gopher’s
life under a tombstone
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/29/f...
December 29, 2025 at 12:09 PM
...in perfect harmony with the church bell
from the steeple in the graveyard’s nearby town
which chimes the measure of a gopher’s
life under a tombstone
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/29/f...
from the steeple in the graveyard’s nearby town
which chimes the measure of a gopher’s
life under a tombstone
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/29/f...
...tell the daughter your mother’d
walked from the time the mud
on the estate inside her had dried
had become ripe for the plow
ripe for the seed...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/28/w...
walked from the time the mud
on the estate inside her had dried
had become ripe for the plow
ripe for the seed...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/28/w...
December 28, 2025 at 12:48 PM
...tell the daughter your mother’d
walked from the time the mud
on the estate inside her had dried
had become ripe for the plow
ripe for the seed...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/28/w...
walked from the time the mud
on the estate inside her had dried
had become ripe for the plow
ripe for the seed...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/28/w...
over the thawed soil oom scatters
a new generation of barley seed
like ashes of cremation fallen
out of the wind it sinks
down the stages of mud
and in the damp loam he inters
a new generation of corn seed
oom’s a busy undertaker
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/27/o...
a new generation of barley seed
like ashes of cremation fallen
out of the wind it sinks
down the stages of mud
and in the damp loam he inters
a new generation of corn seed
oom’s a busy undertaker
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/27/o...
December 27, 2025 at 12:39 PM
over the thawed soil oom scatters
a new generation of barley seed
like ashes of cremation fallen
out of the wind it sinks
down the stages of mud
and in the damp loam he inters
a new generation of corn seed
oom’s a busy undertaker
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/27/o...
a new generation of barley seed
like ashes of cremation fallen
out of the wind it sinks
down the stages of mud
and in the damp loam he inters
a new generation of corn seed
oom’s a busy undertaker
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/27/o...
ask grandmother
if she remembers the fields that lived
seasoned with stubble before they were
seasoned with the plow
then seasoned with seed....
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/26/a...
if she remembers the fields that lived
seasoned with stubble before they were
seasoned with the plow
then seasoned with seed....
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/26/a...
December 26, 2025 at 12:21 PM
ask grandmother
if she remembers the fields that lived
seasoned with stubble before they were
seasoned with the plow
then seasoned with seed....
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/26/a...
if she remembers the fields that lived
seasoned with stubble before they were
seasoned with the plow
then seasoned with seed....
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/26/a...
somewhere under this same moon bulbed
night of right now a pair of shoes crunch
footsteps across the gravelled ground of this instant...
i can’t hear the footsteps
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night of right now a pair of shoes crunch
footsteps across the gravelled ground of this instant...
i can’t hear the footsteps
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December 25, 2025 at 12:18 PM
somewhere under this same moon bulbed
night of right now a pair of shoes crunch
footsteps across the gravelled ground of this instant...
i can’t hear the footsteps
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/25/s...
night of right now a pair of shoes crunch
footsteps across the gravelled ground of this instant...
i can’t hear the footsteps
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/25/s...
...and now that the promise of may
sprouts green into your energy
look at my eyes as you swing
the scythe and lay the wheat straws
see the speed at which you mow
away from me
see how i lag
far behind with my gathering
see me in my eyes
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sprouts green into your energy
look at my eyes as you swing
the scythe and lay the wheat straws
see the speed at which you mow
away from me
see how i lag
far behind with my gathering
see me in my eyes
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December 24, 2025 at 12:47 PM
...and now that the promise of may
sprouts green into your energy
look at my eyes as you swing
the scythe and lay the wheat straws
see the speed at which you mow
away from me
see how i lag
far behind with my gathering
see me in my eyes
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/24/i...
sprouts green into your energy
look at my eyes as you swing
the scythe and lay the wheat straws
see the speed at which you mow
away from me
see how i lag
far behind with my gathering
see me in my eyes
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/24/i...
two days to the south
among the crops in the season of the sickle
there are children in the age of sprouting...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/23/8...
among the crops in the season of the sickle
there are children in the age of sprouting...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/23/8...
December 23, 2025 at 1:01 PM
two days to the south
among the crops in the season of the sickle
there are children in the age of sprouting...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/23/8...
among the crops in the season of the sickle
there are children in the age of sprouting...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/23/8...
before it could be read
from ambassadors’ letters to norway
to poland to the emperor everywhere
that his nearly old mother’s newly widowed or
before there’s time for uncle claudius to walk
mother gertrude on his arm in the garden ...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/22/b...
from ambassadors’ letters to norway
to poland to the emperor everywhere
that his nearly old mother’s newly widowed or
before there’s time for uncle claudius to walk
mother gertrude on his arm in the garden ...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/22/b...
December 22, 2025 at 12:22 PM
before it could be read
from ambassadors’ letters to norway
to poland to the emperor everywhere
that his nearly old mother’s newly widowed or
before there’s time for uncle claudius to walk
mother gertrude on his arm in the garden ...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/22/b...
from ambassadors’ letters to norway
to poland to the emperor everywhere
that his nearly old mother’s newly widowed or
before there’s time for uncle claudius to walk
mother gertrude on his arm in the garden ...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/22/b...
a dark age it needed
a military trumpeter to become
a rooster at dawn
before it began to
become an age of
church bells in bronze polished
to a glow that clanged in the sun...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/21/a...
a military trumpeter to become
a rooster at dawn
before it began to
become an age of
church bells in bronze polished
to a glow that clanged in the sun...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/21/a...
a dark age it needed
a dark age it neededa military trumpeter to becomea rooster at dawnbefore it began to become an age ofchurch bells in bronze polishedto a glow that clanged in the sun risentown that woke when charl…
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December 21, 2025 at 1:00 PM
a dark age it needed
a military trumpeter to become
a rooster at dawn
before it began to
become an age of
church bells in bronze polished
to a glow that clanged in the sun...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/21/a...
a military trumpeter to become
a rooster at dawn
before it began to
become an age of
church bells in bronze polished
to a glow that clanged in the sun...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/21/a...
...christmas with winter in its breath exhaled
slow calm gentle tried
to blow a leaf across the plain and failed
blew the king’s armour onstage
the king who was two months a homeless breath...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/20/o...
slow calm gentle tried
to blow a leaf across the plain and failed
blew the king’s armour onstage
the king who was two months a homeless breath...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/20/o...
December 20, 2025 at 1:33 PM
...christmas with winter in its breath exhaled
slow calm gentle tried
to blow a leaf across the plain and failed
blew the king’s armour onstage
the king who was two months a homeless breath...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/20/o...
slow calm gentle tried
to blow a leaf across the plain and failed
blew the king’s armour onstage
the king who was two months a homeless breath...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/20/o...
your birth began eight hundred years ago
your life at the dawn of an age of summer
a rooster crowed
and the sound of a church bell five times tolled...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/19/y...
your life at the dawn of an age of summer
a rooster crowed
and the sound of a church bell five times tolled...
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December 19, 2025 at 1:00 PM
your birth began eight hundred years ago
your life at the dawn of an age of summer
a rooster crowed
and the sound of a church bell five times tolled...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/19/y...
your life at the dawn of an age of summer
a rooster crowed
and the sound of a church bell five times tolled...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/19/y...
...into that time before i
saw soul wear an armoured man made
of spiderwebs of cloud in a moonbeam...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/18/t...
saw soul wear an armoured man made
of spiderwebs of cloud in a moonbeam...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/18/t...
December 18, 2025 at 12:35 PM
...into that time before i
saw soul wear an armoured man made
of spiderwebs of cloud in a moonbeam...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/18/t...
saw soul wear an armoured man made
of spiderwebs of cloud in a moonbeam...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/18/t...
...race across the polish frontier
to go down to go snuffed
out in the flax fields of lausitz
before the land workers return
to their villages
they know the night’s a farm
a fire’s burned through like a war
in the soot black dark
everything’s soot
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/17/w...
to go down to go snuffed
out in the flax fields of lausitz
before the land workers return
to their villages
they know the night’s a farm
a fire’s burned through like a war
in the soot black dark
everything’s soot
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/17/w...
December 17, 2025 at 12:25 PM
...race across the polish frontier
to go down to go snuffed
out in the flax fields of lausitz
before the land workers return
to their villages
they know the night’s a farm
a fire’s burned through like a war
in the soot black dark
everything’s soot
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/17/w...
to go down to go snuffed
out in the flax fields of lausitz
before the land workers return
to their villages
they know the night’s a farm
a fire’s burned through like a war
in the soot black dark
everything’s soot
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/17/w...
...all this i’d do before i’d believe in an unholy ghost
this is what i told marcellus
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/16/i...
this is what i told marcellus
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December 16, 2025 at 11:46 AM
...all this i’d do before i’d believe in an unholy ghost
this is what i told marcellus
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/16/i...
this is what i told marcellus
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/16/i...
before you fold
that parchment into a padlock
slit a keyhole into the end that’s
unfolded with a pen knife or a scissor cut
from the bottom of the letter a parchment key
short in height and wide in width a triangle
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/15/b...
that parchment into a padlock
slit a keyhole into the end that’s
unfolded with a pen knife or a scissor cut
from the bottom of the letter a parchment key
short in height and wide in width a triangle
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/15/b...
December 15, 2025 at 12:07 PM
before you fold
that parchment into a padlock
slit a keyhole into the end that’s
unfolded with a pen knife or a scissor cut
from the bottom of the letter a parchment key
short in height and wide in width a triangle
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/15/b...
that parchment into a padlock
slit a keyhole into the end that’s
unfolded with a pen knife or a scissor cut
from the bottom of the letter a parchment key
short in height and wide in width a triangle
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/15/b...
...marcellus dreamt
the king from an afterlife claimed
orestes had come to denmark
he declared an apparition
wandered the house of his sleep
through the hallways of imagination
an apparition dead voiced that told him
amaziah had come...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/11/i...
the king from an afterlife claimed
orestes had come to denmark
he declared an apparition
wandered the house of his sleep
through the hallways of imagination
an apparition dead voiced that told him
amaziah had come...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/11/i...
December 11, 2025 at 4:03 PM
...marcellus dreamt
the king from an afterlife claimed
orestes had come to denmark
he declared an apparition
wandered the house of his sleep
through the hallways of imagination
an apparition dead voiced that told him
amaziah had come...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/11/i...
the king from an afterlife claimed
orestes had come to denmark
he declared an apparition
wandered the house of his sleep
through the hallways of imagination
an apparition dead voiced that told him
amaziah had come...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/11/i...
no an old man’s cold love
written to warm the furrow of a fertile maid...
...i am aged
too cold to write a younger man’s heat
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/08/n...
written to warm the furrow of a fertile maid...
...i am aged
too cold to write a younger man’s heat
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/08/n...
December 8, 2025 at 12:51 PM
no an old man’s cold love
written to warm the furrow of a fertile maid...
...i am aged
too cold to write a younger man’s heat
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/08/n...
written to warm the furrow of a fertile maid...
...i am aged
too cold to write a younger man’s heat
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/08/n...
a prince and the son of a nobleman
one for six french swords
and one for six barbary horses
wielded foils in their gauntlets
for the copper blonde
daughter of the house of fugger wield
a goose feather
nightly dip the quill in the inkwell....
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/01/a...
one for six french swords
and one for six barbary horses
wielded foils in their gauntlets
for the copper blonde
daughter of the house of fugger wield
a goose feather
nightly dip the quill in the inkwell....
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/01/a...
December 1, 2025 at 12:48 PM
a prince and the son of a nobleman
one for six french swords
and one for six barbary horses
wielded foils in their gauntlets
for the copper blonde
daughter of the house of fugger wield
a goose feather
nightly dip the quill in the inkwell....
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/01/a...
one for six french swords
and one for six barbary horses
wielded foils in their gauntlets
for the copper blonde
daughter of the house of fugger wield
a goose feather
nightly dip the quill in the inkwell....
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/12/01/a...
fold three folds in a sheet of
parchment on the table in your chamber...
...in the evening
before your day’s last thought comes
and goes to sleep with you fold
the page like a servant girl would
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/11/24/f...
parchment on the table in your chamber...
...in the evening
before your day’s last thought comes
and goes to sleep with you fold
the page like a servant girl would
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/11/24/f...
November 24, 2025 at 11:59 AM
fold three folds in a sheet of
parchment on the table in your chamber...
...in the evening
before your day’s last thought comes
and goes to sleep with you fold
the page like a servant girl would
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/11/24/f...
parchment on the table in your chamber...
...in the evening
before your day’s last thought comes
and goes to sleep with you fold
the page like a servant girl would
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/11/24/f...
...if you can watch her hair fall
cascade down the length of her
like a pale honey plated sunset...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/11/17/a...
cascade down the length of her
like a pale honey plated sunset...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/11/17/a...
November 17, 2025 at 12:50 PM
...if you can watch her hair fall
cascade down the length of her
like a pale honey plated sunset...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/11/17/a...
cascade down the length of her
like a pale honey plated sunset...
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/11/17/a...
...ask that he put the basket in the hand
of nora the wife
in the hand of the goddess inanna
who dances belly bared
and bared her cloven breast
her shoulders
her arms
the skirt of silk
from her hips shivers
like shook foil
her hand is the altar
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/11/10/y...
of nora the wife
in the hand of the goddess inanna
who dances belly bared
and bared her cloven breast
her shoulders
her arms
the skirt of silk
from her hips shivers
like shook foil
her hand is the altar
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/11/10/y...
your offering of wine poured
your offering of wine pouredout the window into mudreturn by the lane through the wheatfieldwith hands takensand skinned from the plow pull strawswith fingers takencallous skinned from the sicklewe…
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November 10, 2025 at 1:42 PM
...ask that he put the basket in the hand
of nora the wife
in the hand of the goddess inanna
who dances belly bared
and bared her cloven breast
her shoulders
her arms
the skirt of silk
from her hips shivers
like shook foil
her hand is the altar
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/11/10/y...
of nora the wife
in the hand of the goddess inanna
who dances belly bared
and bared her cloven breast
her shoulders
her arms
the skirt of silk
from her hips shivers
like shook foil
her hand is the altar
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/11/10/y...
build a house to nora
call it a temple she’ll become
inanna
ishtar
aphrodite
magdelene
put her hand in the hand of the shepherd
in the hand of the groom
in the hand of the priest to the temple
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/11/03/b...
call it a temple she’ll become
inanna
ishtar
aphrodite
magdelene
put her hand in the hand of the shepherd
in the hand of the groom
in the hand of the priest to the temple
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/11/03/b...
November 3, 2025 at 12:16 PM
build a house to nora
call it a temple she’ll become
inanna
ishtar
aphrodite
magdelene
put her hand in the hand of the shepherd
in the hand of the groom
in the hand of the priest to the temple
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/11/03/b...
call it a temple she’ll become
inanna
ishtar
aphrodite
magdelene
put her hand in the hand of the shepherd
in the hand of the groom
in the hand of the priest to the temple
jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2025/11/03/b...