POETRY
      Jillian Pattinson — 'Bluing'

Blue moon over the island-
   split shift that has the cops, ambos
   and psych nurses into overtime.

   Round the boatyards, the owl
   hunts with the light, delighting
   in this double helping.

   Up and down the eastern seaboard,
   insomniacs and dreamers
   grow anxious, go astray.

   My lunatic floating in the blue-
   riding spring tides, roaring north;
   navigating straits, ebbing south.