Published in Overland Issue 243 Winter 2021 Poetry Graphology restoration 17: name rename name ... term John Kinsella No claim in the name ‘Jam Tree Gully’ — rather, a personal and familial association of presence which is neither assertion nor acquiescence. There are jam trees. There is a gully. No names displayed on gates. Just prior to this configuration, or approximating, it was named ‘Sleepy Hollow’ by a horse person, a name which could not work for us — distant literary associations aside (the irony), it was too abstract, though there is a hollow in the valleyside, true. But then again, the name on the gate as we arrived was hung with animal skulls as well. Removed immediately. I checked with Marion Kickett about the boundaries here — this still-Ballardong boodja close to edges of Yued and Whadjuk boodjas — and we ‘name’, or maybe more accurately, ‘term’ our occupation as ‘Jam Tree Gully’ only to answer for this family’s presence, not to name over the name, not to delete true names and the language of here deep in here, not to rename, not to close off to the names the valley’s linguistics have worked with branching and layered consultation. ‘Jam Tree Gully’ doesn’t refer to a house, doesn’t refer to ways of naming, as ‘jam tree’ is only a rough approximation of ‘mungart’, not a renaming, not an alternative name, not a system of classification. Read the rest of Overland 243 If you enjoyed this piece, buy the issue Or subscribe and receive four brilliant issues for a year John Kinsella John Kinsella’s new work includes the story collection Pushing Back (Transit Lounge, 2021), Saussure's Kaleidoscope Graphology Drawing-Poems (Five Islands Press/Apothecary Archive, 2021) and The Ascension of Sheep: Collected Poems Volume 1 (UWAP, 2022). More by John Kinsella 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 6 First published in Overland Issue 228 1 February 20233 February 2023 Reviews This is where the rat bastard poem comes in Dan Hogan Rats will be found wherever nonsense presented as sense becomes the authority. Such is the cornerstone of anything organised along lines of capital: bureaucracies, workplace hierarchies, real estate, aspiration culture, institutions, ruling class artifice, governments, etcetera. Wherever there is capital there are rats—hoarding creatures, capital’s henchmen. First published in Overland Issue 228 16 December 202225 January 2023 Poetry Poetry | Wombats shit candy Michael Farrell To avoid treading on a snake, I stepped on a land mine. Did this really happen, in my dream? No. Is it a fiction, then? Yes and no. The time I spend looking for socks is insignificant: lie, irony, or philosophy? Wombats shit candy. Joke – hallucination? This is in fact a truth claim. My poems: litanies of truth claims.