Published in Overland Issue 240 Spring 2020 · Uncategorized Orange Christopher Brown West of Katoomba on every bit of your brakes ent’ring dubitable wine country. Wellington Kirkconnell Lithgow Bathurst prison country central New South Wales. The view down to fortitude or optimism crossing a bridge. Motioned only by tiny no-tell internal dramas the whole way: air pressure … How stress Canomodine? New metalanguage rising off the palate. Secret ‘hints’ and ‘notes’ though good. Throw a blanket on three country pubs. Favourite among the local toponymies – Cadia … Mumbil … once gold-mining town called Lucknow. Read the rest of Overland 240 If you enjoyed this piece, buy the issue Or subscribe and receive four brilliant issues for a year Christopher Brown Christopher Brown lives in Newcastle. He is a poet and teacher, and editor of Puncher and Wattmann’s slow loris chapbook series. More by Christopher Brown › 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 30 November 202330 November 2023 · Urbanism The Plains exposes the psychic terrain of Victoria’s highways Fred Pryce The Plains charts the psychic terrain of the freeway in miniature, peeling back the lid of the private vehicle to expose just one of the millions of dramas taking place in simultaneity, severed from one another yet still part of the same city-wide traffic ballet. First published in Overland Issue 228 29 November 202329 November 2023 · Housing Conflicts of classes and interests: why it’s vital for renters to organise — and tell our stories Jordie van den Berg Some of the stories that have already been shared on shitrentals.org show not only the horrible state of Australia’s housing landscape, with hundreds of images uploaded showing mould in its various stages of progression, caved-in ceilings and electrical work that could only be the product of a drunk landlord — but also the more insidious nature of the real estate industry.
