“There lives the dearest freshness deep down things.” Gerard Manley Hopkins’s line could serve as a quiet epigraph to the work of Fr Joseph Evans, even when – or especially when – that freshness seems hidden. A priest of Opus Dei and a former journalist, Evans has spent much of his life moving between words and souls: first on local newspapers in London and Manchester, then as a university chaplain, spiritual director and preacher. Now, with his first published collection of poems, When God Hides (SLG Press, “Contemplative Poetry” series), he has added another strand to that vocation: giving crafted, honest language to the experience of searching for God in dryness and apparent absence.