Published in Overland Issue 229 Summer 2017 · Uncategorized eight horizons Leif Mahoney eight horizons eight horizons eight horizons eight horizons eight horizons eight horizons eight horizons eight horizons golden breeze lexicon possibly watched belle bel canto virtuoso equatorial periscope organic butter dollwave paraphernalia floating in stratospheric well connected Epicurus Gothic or classic silent running cool vertical public square cube precisely a circle robie Robie robie Robie robie Robie robie Robie robie Robie robie Robie robie thirtysix milkbars follow the flowers hip hip bop bop polka dot Jerry red spring onions Mallarme Mallarme Rimbaud Boulez Boulez surfing Gunnamatta with Macca transcendental microseconds crystal glass syncopation curl curl blue hair thursday zen Taliesen east west concrete rock Stravinsky Nijinsky transforming Vivaldi discords Read the rest of Overland 229 If you enjoyed this poem, buy the issue Or subscribe and receive four outstanding issues for a year Leif Mahoney Leif Mahoney is a former architect and art gallery director, who is an art language artist. His major project has been the abstract dada novel Nunawading. More by Leif Mahoney › 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 1 6 November 2026 · Friday Fiction Headland Harry Goddard He must have still been sore. I could tell from the winces he made as he scooted down the trail. Some unspoken agreement of not hitting other people’s children — and the circumstances of me not being that type of kid — spared me from the same punishment. I was taken to my parents who agreed I would have to work off the damages, and I must have mowed the lawn once, or cleaned the family car. 4 November 2026 · Film MIFF, Minotaur and the politics of maternal reception Alicia Byrnes Maternal labour is, in the terms I’ve set out here, not labour at all. Noisy, unfocused, mobile, perhaps even sleepy — it is an affront to arthouse film viewing and therefore unserious.
