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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

🥲 maybe he thought he heard a pudy-tat?

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

high in the clouds geese call down a road I cannot see #haiku

A flock of geese flies high across a vast blue and gold sunset sky above a winding river, wooded countryside, and distant Virginia hills.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

one acorn falling through ten thousand years of oak into this moment #haiku

Photograph taken in central Virginia of the base of an oak tree in the woods with acorns scattered before it. Through the foliage in the distance, you can see the river. Sunlight is streaming down through the branches.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 01/10/2026

I close my eyes to hear the birds and begin placing them one beyond the fence one high in the oak another farther off until the dark has distances I could walk through a dry sound beside my foot I open my eyes a wren pulls at something beneath a leaf its whole body leans and I lean with it #poetry

On the forest floor, a wren is pulling something out from under an oak leaf.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 29/09/2026

rain ran can can’t rain on the leaves and suddenly I ran somewhere years ago barefoot through a summer I can almost enter almost there that word again can the little hinge between what happened and what cannot happen again rain rain among the leaves the sound of someone running

Photograph of a rain-soaked Virginia woodland path.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 27/09/2026

grammar the other life is mostly tense would have stayed might have become could still be outside the dog pulls me toward the woods she has no conditional I go #poetry

Photograph of my dog very happy to be in the woods.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 26/09/2026

the last orange light passes through the trees dulcia somnia deus solis #haiku

Photograph in Central Virginia looking through the trees in a hilltop forest with the orange sun going down in the distance.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 25/09/2026

under the blackberry canes a copperhead lies in all its colors leaf mold ember earth after rain not hidden complete my foot stops before thought can own the stopping neither of us moves between scale and skin the earth has no edge #poetry #nature

In the woods of Central, Virginia, a copperhead snake lies curled underneath the branch of a blackberry bush. His colors are very similar to the ground surrounding him.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 24/09/2026

was something asked before the mouth before the mind divided yes from no the field inclines then rises the tall grass answering the wind though no one remembers the question #poetry

Photograph of a field in central Virginia with the wind blowing through the tall grass late in the day. Trees in the far distance and a cloudy sky.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 24/09/2026

I watch myself go past things as if the world were a window and I am late even the flowers look like they have plans I do not know I touch the old iron fence to prove it is here it is cold and faithful the minutes keep their mouths shut #poetry

Photograph of an old iron fence, probably from the 19th Century with Virginia wildflowers growing around it. There is a road in the distance with trees and further back you can see the top of a hill or mountain. It is a cloudy day.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 23/09/2026

the James moves east wide enough now to contain what the Appomattox has been behind me the rivers meet without becoming less themselves or perhaps that is only what I need to believe a heron steps through the shallows lifting one foot cleanly from the world it leaves behind #poetry

Near where the James River and the Appomattox become one, a heron steps through the water.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 18/09/2026

a kingfisher crosses the river its blue body already gone when the cry reaches me for several moments the bird exists in two places one in the world one still arriving inside me

Photograph of a river in Central Virginia. The trees are reflected on the water and you can see rocks surrounding it. There is a kingfisher in flight crossing the river.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 16/09/2026

the sentence requires a subject the field apparently does not #poetry

Photograph of a field in central Virginia in mid September. There are trees in the background and toward the left, the sun is rising. There is mist rising from the field before the trees.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 15/09/2026

after the rain mist rises from the field and the field enters the sky blade by blade standing among it I cannot tell whether the world has disappeared or come closer #poetry

Photograph of a field in central Virginia. Missed rises From the field after the rain has stopped obscuring the view of the distance.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 15/09/2026

somewhere between the field and the first dark trees I become the one who remembers entering though the one who entered has already gone farther #poetry

Photograph of where a field in central Virginia meets the forest. It is late summer, some of the grasses are yellowing, and there are blue and yellow wildflowers. The path leading into the woods, appears to be created by deer or other animals. To the left, and in the background, you can see hills and the sun starting to go down.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 13/09/2026

wood word worn warn the wood does not become a word until I enter it oak pine creek crow each thing taken briefly into my mouth and worn smooth by saying I want to warn the world against this but warn is only another word so I walk farther and say nothing #poetry #nature

Photograph of the September Woods in Central Virginia. Sunlight streaming through the trees and a creek off to the right.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 12/09/2026

I came here for quiet quiet quite not quite the creek keeps interrupting stones interrupt the creek a woodpecker interrupts the trees and I who wanted silence find myself listening list listen glissen no there is no such word but sunlight on the water does it anyway #poetry

Photographs of the sunlight glistening on a creek running through the woods in Central Virginia.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 12/09/2026

in the field the thistles thistle one after another after another a whole thistling of them purple-headed needle-hearted each making its small argument against being touched I walk among them careful careful as though the earth had suddenly grown a thousand little noes #poetry

Photograph of a field in central Virginia with many thistles. You can see hills in the background and it is late in the day. The sun has sunk low.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 11/09/2026

later trying to remember the way back I could see each turn clearly the creek the fallen poplar the slope where ferns had covered the stones but not the moment the path became a memory or the memory became the path #poetry #nature

Photograph of a fallen tulip poplar lying across an old trail, with ferns in a central Virginia forest.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 10/09/2026

beyond the last trees the road shone after rain I could see where it went past the field past the distant houses and still I turned once more toward the woods where nothing was waiting and felt recognized #poetry #nature

Photograph in Central Virginia of a road passing the edge of the woods. It is dusk, and there are houses in the distance.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 10/09/2026

walking home I found the light had changed the field was still the field the crows rose from it but everything I had carried out seemed to belong to the person returning and not to me #poetry #nature

Photograph of a field late in the day in Central Virginia. Two crows are flying overhead. The grass is tall with wildflowers mixed in between.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 10/09/2026

when I reached the edge of the woods the field appeared wide with late light for a moment I could not remember which life I was returning to then the wind moved through the grass and all I had been passed through me #poetry #nature

Photograph of a field at the edge of the woods in Central Virginia.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 09/09/2026

the farther I walked the less the day seemed to require of me a thrush called from beyond the creek not asking who had come or who would return the sound passed through what remained of the question #poetry #nature

Photograph of a creek rolling over stones through the woods in Central Virginia.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 09/09/2026

I recognized the clearing though I had never stood there the same pale grass the same trees leaning away from an absence perhaps my memories are not what happened but a place inside of me where something might have #poetry #nature

Photograph of a clearing deep in the woods in Central Virginia. Light through the absence of canopy illuminates the grasses.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 09/09/2026

there are places the body remembers before the mind a bend in the river the smell of rain beneath oak leaves I arrive and whatever has been waiting there continues through me #poetry #nature

Photograph of a river cutting through the woods in Central Virginia. It was a rainy day, but still quite beautiful and worth the walk

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 08/09/2026

morning opens a heron lifts from the shallows water falling from its feet for several moments the river and the sky are joined by what is leaving both #poetry #poetrysky #nature #photography

Photograph of a heron launching into the air from the Appomattox River in Central Virginia

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 07/09/2026

somewhere beyond the marked trail I stopped being the one who chose to come here the trees have no use for my reasons the creek passes through its stones and whatever I have called my life becomes one sound among many #poetry

Photograph of a creek running through the woods in central Virginia.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 05/09/2026

today I walked farther than I intended until the path became only a way the leaves had been disturbed behind me the person I was this morning closed slowly like water and ahead the woods continued #poetry

Photograph of an old forest path in Virginia covered by leaves and nearly gone.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 05/09/2026

a fox has crossed here the mud keeping four delicate prints then water then nothing I follow for several yards before I understand her absence is also the trail #poetry

Photograph of a forest in Virginia after a heavy rain. A fox’s paw prints leading up to a large puddle of water.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 03/09/2026

i have spent years becoming someone today under the trees i forget to continue for a while #poetry

Photograph of a path through a forest in Virginia.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 24/08/2026

sitting inside the rain I realize silence was never the absence of sound only the absence of separateness #poetry

Photograph of a person wearing a raincoat sitting on a stone at the edge of a lake with their back towards the person taking the photo. It is a grey day and raining with mountains, climbing out of the lake on either side.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 23/08/2026

beside the trail copperhead and sunlight moving together through the grass the scales changing with every turn nothing hidden nothing offered neither requiring a meaning the world is enough #poetry

A photo of a copperhead snake beside the trail with reddish markings in the sunlight. A beautiful snake. 🐍

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 22/08/2026

the wind moves through the tall grass far off first then nearer then through me continuing toward whatever I cannot see #poetry

Photo of a field of tall grass bent over from the wind. Mountains in the distance and a cloudy sky overhead with the sun shining through a break in the clouds.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 19/08/2026

the fallen tree has opened a little sky already the young pines are turning toward it even absence has a direction #poetry

Photograph of a fallen pine tree in the forest on a mountain top. In the absence of the tree standing, young trees take its place in the sun. Sunlight through clouds, the valley in the distance.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 18/08/2026

the rain has stopped from leaf to leaf it continues without rain #poetry

Photograph of magnolia leaves, shiny and wet, still dripping water after the rain has stopped.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 10/07/2026

wind in the pines not saying anything we can use still I stop to listen as though the trees might at last make room for whatever in me has never learned to rest #poetry

Photo of pine trees on a mountain overlooking the valley. Fog coming up from the valley. On a grey day.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 08/07/2026

in another version of this afternoon I am still walking toward the trees briefly paused between grass and shadow multiplied by the light #poetry

The sun setting across a green field behind the trees. Photo taken in Virginia, July 2026.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 01/07/2026

black milk of the field root mouth ash bird threnody under the tongue of the river

Photograph of the river on a gray and bleak day.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 29/06/2026

distant thunder curls inside me as if rain were an ancestor

Photo of a narrow dirt path winding through windswept grassland beneath towering dark storm clouds, with distant rain falling on the horizon and pale light breaking through at the left.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 16/06/2026

I praise the dark sky not because it saves me not because it threatens but because it refuses to be small #poetry (page 1 of 2) ⬇️

Photograph of storm clouds above southern Virginia

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 14/06/2026

I walked into the pines not to be alone but to be less certain of where I ended and the morning with one clear bird and its low green fire received me #poetry

Photo of a man walking through a pine forest. It is hazy with sunlight streaming in.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 04/06/2026

amor fati thunder rolled over the field and the grass too low for pride too rooted for despair laughed in green at the sky #poetry

Photograph of a dark storm rolling in over the green field with a few small houses in the distance

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 26/05/2026

morning comes through the field without asking what has happened to us dew on the bent grass the small flies a silvering cloud above the ditch all of it brief all of it entering and leaving the one body of the day #poetry

Photograph of the sun seen through the clouds

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