This Heart : Poems from the universe inside

Poems that arrive like gentle reminders that life is happening — right now, right here — and it’s trying to tell you something. Following the quiet cult success of Julian of Norwich’s Teabag — described by Bono in the New York Times as his ‘favourite book no one’s heard of’ — poet and broadcaster Martin Wroe returns with this luminous new collection.His work bridges the spiritual and the secular with the grace of someone who’s not trying to win an argument — it just tells the truth beautifully and often makes you laugh along the way. This breath that calls to stillnessThis heart that holds a universeThis fleeting understandingThat both are still expandingEvery day is a poem.The trees bowing to each other in the breeze. The cyclist pedalling through the air. That song about you on the radio. A robin waiting for you to answer her question. A loved one whose life is disappearing. Poem or prayer, psalm or song, all the same exercise in getting silence to cough up some truth.Every day is a poem. And everyone we meet. This heart does not existThis heart is a metaphorThis heart is a poemThe truest thing of all