“Where are the altars?”: In the churches and great cathedrals? or out in the world and in the everyday? Joy Mead writes: ‘I find myself bombarded with annunciations: sunlight on dead leaves, the pattern of tree bark, daisies and dandelion seeds, bread flowers, butterflies, the smile of a child, a baby’s hands, an old women’s lines face, pictures of the Sri Lankan children going back to school after the tsunami, the tears of a stranger. Things, events, people – bathed in a special light – amazing me as never before with their wonder, mystery and value, part of a world more extraordinary than I can take in. (isn’t this what a visit from an angel is!).’ This is a collection of poetry from the author of “A Telling Place”, “The One Loaf” and “Making Peace in Practice and Poetry”.Joy Mead