
Calvary Hospital, Hobart
Watchful, efficient
the nurses take time to talk
listen and reassure.
In every corridor, clocks on walls
mimic them at work –
hands never resting.
At windows, a pallid half-moon
appears like a wounded creature
waiting to be admitted
and a chill wind from the west
wraps a gauze of mist
around the mountain’s face
while inside, the wards are warm
and kindness prevails
in this white-and-chrome-filled world.