Deirdre Cartmill had two heart attacks in a week at the age of forty-three. Utterly powerless, she wondered, is this it? Am I going to die now? This experience shaped The Wind Stills to Listen, her third poetry collection. These poems occupy the liminal space between living and dying, light and dark, hope and despair. They dive unflinchingly into grief and loss, explore boundaries and thresholds, open to the fragile promise of love, and let us hear the voice of Mary Magdalene sing out. With a deft musicality and forensic attention to detail, she captures the vulnerability, the wounds, the possibility, and the transcendent beauty of life in all its emotional complexity. What does it mean to live? What does it mean to love? What does it mean to have faith in something greater?