An anticipated new volume from Marie Howe whose "poetry is luminous, intense, eloquent, rooted in abundant inner life" (Stanley Kunitz). Hurrying through errands, attending a dying mother, helping her own child down the playground slide, the speaker in these poems wonders: what is the difference between the self and the soul? The secular and the sacred? Where is the kingdom of heaven? And how does one live in Ordinary Time- during those periods that are not apparently miraculous?