From Under Ground
March 29, 2018From under ground
you can hear them stomp,
a chaotic cacophony
amplified by mud and bone,
From under ground
you can hear them stomp,
a chaotic cacophony
amplified by mud and bone,
Behind the weathered barn, I crouch
among burlap bags full of this year’s
seed. These kernels promise before
they prove, and I have no choice
Roanld W. Walker’s study Wayward Saints: The Godbeites and Brigham Young is a valuable contribution to recent Mormon scholarship. Among other things, the book illuminates important questions and concerns of both past and present. Walker…
CAUTION: Men in Trees. Hmmm, one might say. Are these men swaying from limb to limb like the perennial hero, Tarzan? Are these men going out on a limb or barking up the wrong tree?…
The next morning Allison dropped Howard at the Mormon church in Rockwood, which, except for the thin spire, was shaped like a large, sub urban house. Though he had asked, she refused to go inside…
Back from a walk along the Big Wood River in early May
I am the river alive with spring run-off
one moment rushing to be where the calling calls,
the next a pool reflecting or an eddy at play.
Is it not wonderful how modern discoveries confirm previously known gospel principles? A recent, in-depth, scientific study of high school students solemnly concluded that teenagers are not morning people. Latter day Saints have known this…
You’d been the one taken out and talked to during stories of Jesus.
On the scuffed pew you stuffed the blessed bread
in your mouth and blew it out, laughing.
So when they found you in blood at the foot of the stairs,
Maybe it is just sentimental musing, but I think that I remember a time when things were, well, messy. I remember testimony meetings where the eccentric ramblings of older members consumed large chunks of time,…
Do you know this picture, asks
the magazine. Yes, I’ve seen
this man before. I’m sure
that clean, bronze brow, those
dark eyes’ intensity surprised