Published in Overland Issue 201 Summer 2010 Main Posts / Writing On the long road Hans Katakarinja This is a poem on the long road A trip to no where Step by step he drags his foot Wondering if he’s gonna hitch a ride This poem makes you feel tired and thirsty The man curses the water mirage Of an old fellah chanting the rain In the distance, on the horizon line This poem stops and lets you cut into it Straight black, white dotted lines fading Into the brown horizon, mixing into the sky Steam rises, sweat falls At anytime you wonder if he’s going to make it But he staggers with a limp into the middle At 200 kms an hour a wind just hits him Not a dragging foot sounds, not even a breath The poem ends with a long breaking sound Squeaking, whistling sound and comes to a halt. Acknowledgement: The opening words of each stanza are from ‘This is a poem’ by Catherine Bateson Hans Katakarinja Hans Katakarinja currently lives in Tennant Creek with his two daughters. He was born in Ntaria (Hermannsburg), about 130km south-west of Alice Springs, and speaks Western Arrarnta. ‘The Pain Rains’, was recently published in This country anytime anywhere, an anthology of new Indigenous writing from the Northern Territory. More by Hans Katakarinja 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 First published in Overland Issue 228 11 November 202211 November 2022 Main Posts On the last day of Subscriberthon, our amazing online editor gives you one last (very good) reason to subscribe Editorial team What's in store for the last day of Subscriberthon? First published in Overland Issue 228 10 November 202210 November 2022 Main Posts On the second-last day of Subscriberthon, our favourite editor-duo give you reason #1002 to subscribe to Overland Editorial team What's in store for the second-last day of Subscriberthon?