Published in Overland Issue 219 Winter 2015 · Uncategorized Call me Careo Anna Jackson You call me Careo, from far down the path that was less-travelled once: following it now I tread in the mud made by others since, pushing aside blackberry vines all blossom, no fruit. This is the time of year there are no cicadas, no flies, no crickets at night, no fruit flies on the fruit, no fruit on the ground and the ground is sodden. Mornings are sudden, storms come on slow. Following you means going anywhere to its end – if I cut across the field, I’m heading to the horizon, if entering this cave I’m entering the grave, if putting on these hunting boots, I’ll proceed in measured steps, your absence my metronome. Anna Jackson Anna Jackson is a New Zealand poet and academic. Her writing has appeared in journals and anthologies, and she has also published several collections of poetry in which the subject of family and domestic life is explored. She teaches at Victoria University Wellington. More by Anna Jackson › 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 15 September 2023 · Friday Features Activating the poetic spirit as friendship John Kinsella I’ve always had the aching feeling that—as a text to be shared among friends and maybe eventually ‘enemies’—the soul-body dialogue poem is a way of arguing towards spiritual certainty in the face of earthly corruption and doubt. First published in Overland Issue 228 14 September 202314 September 2023 · Indigenous rights The ballot box does not translate ideology Jeanine Leane The Voice referendum is a once-in-a-generation opportunity for the younger demographic to shape the future of the nation. Future generations of younger Australians will have to live with the outcome of October 14 for quite some time. If the referendum is defeated, it mean a nation was given the opportunity to recognise its First People and refused it.