Published in Overland Issue 236 Spring 2019 · Uncategorized Curtal Sonnet Stuart Barnes ENTRIP does not contain any safe benefits. It is not approved for use in hives of aggro child -ren. Yellow tongue, nose-bruising, swelling of the eyes are highly likely; the usual seizures, fevers, fits. A tall glass of Parkinson’s, a psychiatrist’s overactive mouth are mild -er. Forget blue, yellow, brown—one size fits all. Feeling violent, heartless? Grip pharmacists’ hallucinations, swallow doctors’ chests. Wild ’s the divided dose times three. How else can we characterise unhealing. EN(JOY THIS )TRIP, EN(JOY THIS )TRIP (& it is a trip) —reflux the highs. note: ‘Curtal Sonnet’ remixes some of the text from ENTRIP’s CMI & samples S’Express’ ‘Theme from S’Express’ Read the rest of Overland 236 If you liked this poem, buy the issue Or subscribe and receive four brilliant issues for a year Stuart Barnes Stuart Barnes is the author of Glasshouses (UQP 2016), which won the Thomas Shapcott Poetry Prize, was commended for the Anne Elder Award and shortlisted for the Mary Gilmore Award. Twitter/Instagram: @StuartABarnes More by Stuart Barnes › 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 29 November 2024 · Climate politics Pacific nations can’t afford to be hypocrites on human rights Kavita Naidu In the Pacific, we know that climate change is exacerbating a human rights crisis. Our survival relies on the world following international law to limit the warming that threatens our people and shores. Yet the recent trajectory of Pacific governments picking and choosing which rights to defend and which to ignore is deeply troubling. 27 November 202427 November 2024 · Cartoons So much to tell you: or, piercing plant tissue with needle-like mouth-parts Sofia Sabbagh Looking for things meant I could enjoy the feeling in my body. Something like hope, or friendship.
