The heart beats. The open heart knows
what has gone before, what harms,
what helps. The hurt heart turns
inward, then out, and without
ignoring anything
applauds.
The poems in The Somnambulist and the Good Life, David Cavanagh's fifth book, probe what it means to be attentive in this life, the pain and beauty of living with open eyes and heart. They consider the dangers of sleepwalking through existence,...