Published in Overland Issue 226 Autumn 2017 · Uncategorized Editorial #226 Jacinda Woodhead When does a life bend toward freedom? grasp its direction? How do you know you’re not circling in pale dreams, nostalgia, stagnation So asked Adrienne Rich, documenter of exiles, revolutionaries and the twentieth century. Too often, our response to uncertainty and impending apocalypse is that we must save this world – a world of yearning for counterfeit yesterdays and rehabilitated tomorrows. Or worse, for things to continue as they are, as we have come to believe they have always been; a world we are told is ‘already great’, ad nauseam. But in a world where we no longer have to list the horrors because their shadows are constant – is this really a present we should save? This is the question the writers in Overland’s first edition of 2017 ask. All worlds end, we are reminded here. Indeed many have ended before this one, and theorists both conservative and radical have long recognised that ‘commercial society’ was a system with limits and contradictions, and, therefore, an expiration date. But whether it’s in the Philippines or in Australia, the attempt to stifle and silence populations, literally and deliberately, is current. The histories documented between these covers – in fiction, poetry and essay – can tell us a great deal about how we reached these present-day barbarities, but it can’t, unfortunately, tell us what the future will look like if we dare to conceive of the end of capitalism. The onus is on us to be bold, coherent and hopeful as we realise the present was only ever a pale dream of one of many possible futures. I wear my triple eye as I walk along the road past, present, future all are at my side Read the rest of Overland 226 If you enjoyed this piece, buy the issue Or subscribe and receive four outstanding issues for a year Jacinda Woodhead Jacinda Woodhead is a former editor of Overland and current law student. More by Jacinda Woodhead › Overland is a not-for-profit magazine with a proud history of supporting writers, and publishing ideas and voices often excluded from other places. If you like this piece, or support Overland’s work in general, please subscribe or donate. Related articles & Essays 22 November 202422 November 2024 · Fiction A map of underneath Madeleine Rebbechi They had been tangled together like kelp from the age of fourteen: sunburned, electric Meg and her sidekick Ruth the dreamer, up to all manner of sinister things. So said their parents; so their teachers reported when the two girls were found down at the estuary during a school excursion, whispering to something scaly wriggling in the reeds. 21 November 202421 November 2024 · Fiction Whack-a-mole Sheila Ngọc Phạm We sit in silence a few more moments as there is no need to talk further; it is the right place to end. There is more I want to know but we had revisited enough of the horror for one day. As I stood up to thank Bác Dzũng for sharing his story, I wished I could tell him how I finally understood that Father’s prophecy would never be fulfilled.