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Ordinary Light

One hour of a particular day, 
like a sudden flu it descends upon you 
the first time. 
You could not have known. 

A Dialogue Retrospective

Looking back at Dialogue from a perspective of six years seems to me a lot like looking at my six-year-old child and wondering how she grew so fast and unpredictably while pondering where the time…

The Times — They Are Still A’ Changin’

When Allen Roberts and I began our tenure with Dialogue: A Journal of Mormon Thought in 1992, it was a craze-filled time, not unlike that of the 1960s—the debate over academic freedom at Brigham Young…

Fact of my life

My job was once threatened if I published a poem.
I lived in another place 
but in America and knew my rights. 
I let the poem wait. Oh, I read it aloud once

Observing the New West | Brady Udall, Letting Loose the Hounds

Since easterners first invested the West, the landscape and inhabitants have generally been viewed through the lens of a movie, television, or tourist camera. Everybody from eco-terrorists to wise-use ranchers, from politicians to military officers,…

We Write What We Want to Know

I want to know why water has the right of way
where God dwells near zenith or nadir 
why you see stars better peripherally 
why some people have a fear of trees 

Northing by Musket and Sextant

Steven whistled Neil Young songs to himself as the pickup sped north towards Saltillo. From the truck’s open bed, he commanded an obstructionless and enviable view of this Mexican wilderness’s enormous sterility. For some, it…