Shortly after completing The Devil Drives: A Life of Sir Richard Burton in 1967, Fawn M. Brodie wrote to her friend Dale Morgan confessing that she had “been periodically haunted by the desire to do…
—Or on summer evenings as the sky
Draws down its light, prodding the question why
They sit in cast-off wicker furniture,
The kids cross-legged as though the lawn made a shore
Ten years ago I cut to pieces another human being. Using scalpel, electric bone saw and tweezers, and blunt dissection, I slowly removed the flesh from her body over a six-month period. I was never arrested, nor charged with any crime. In fact, I was encouraged by the society around me. It was considered part of the learning process.
Documenting the daily is difficult. Women save wedding dresses, not house dresses. Men polish the handles of hand-braided buggy whips, but toss worn-out hammer handles into the fire. Nineteenth-century Mor mons were historically among the…
The ranger stoops to toss a stick away
and points to a narrow hole dug in the mud.
“Snakes,” she says, “are plentiful this year;
there’s some bubonic plague in rodents here.”
For me, Jesus’ home is my husband’s, and it is also the birthplace of my extra-American consciousness. I was never allowed to see it as a tourist. I never listened to a tour guide’s simplistic…
The quick exit—
Space, windows, safety.
Cozy couches and easy
Chairs versus the hard
Dialogue 31.2 (Summer 1998): 1–68
Quinn shares what Mormon Fundamentalists believe. some stereotypes about them, and identfies the different groups.
Black
is the absence of color
to which the eye adjusts.
Black magnifies the face of
the beloved.
How Wide the Divide? Is a nice change from the typical literature published by evangelical publishing houses concerning the subject of Mor monism. This book attempts to enter into an open dialogue on the basic…