1. Peace

Peace is a word we reach for too quickly. Across more than 200 poems, Edwin Creely slows it down and asks what it really requires of us. These poems begin in the body, with the unclenched jaw and the held breath, then move outward through love, grief and ageing to Palestine, Nanking, the massacre grounds of colonial Australia and a warming earth. Peace here is not quiet, and not the absence of trouble. It is the table laid for the unforgiven, built slowly and never bestowed. Clear-eyed, unsentimental, tender: poetry for a world coming apart.

2. How to cure the world

The world is not suffering a series of separate crises. It is suffering a single illness. Beneath climate collapse, loneliness, political rage and the rise of machines lies one wound: we have lost our wholeness, our connection to each other, and our capacity for compassion.

Ranging across Aristotle and the Buddha, the Hebrew prophets and bell hooks, this book diagnoses what has gone wrong and asks what healing might mean. Religion, it argues, can wound the world or help cure it.

The remedy is not clever policy but a way of living: slow down, attend, repair, care.