It would be difficult for me to overstate the influence that Levi Peterson has had on both my spiritual and my intellectual development, “The Confessions of St. Augustine,” which I found by accident a few…
Historian Carol Cornwall Madsen has penned what is, remarkably, the first rigorous biography of one of the most influential Mormon woman of the nineteenth century. Emmeline B. Wells served as editor of the Woman’s Exponent…
Richard Dutcher, the founding father of Mormon cinema, has much to be proud of in his third film, God’s Army 2: States of Grace. His first effort, God’s Army, was a missionary bildungsroman with a…
In the spirit of Eugene England, I would like this review to read something like a personal essay. So I’ll start with something personal. I’m writing this review for two important reasons, one noble, and…
I have awakened him from a deep sleep
slumped over in his blue vinyl and chrome wheelchair
and wrenched him from a scene
of young riders and sweating horses
In the simmer and slow furnace
of morning, the ball sits on the ground
rotund as pomegranate, a misshapen
As morning breaks, our daughter,
wearing her best blue dress, is too excited to eat.
The wasted Cheerios bob like buoys in her bowl.
my mother is madly licking
at the languid red peach,
screaming at life and
the rust crush of death.
flung unsifted from bluest above
snow casts light on me in sparks
Behold all ye that kindle fire
That compass yourselves about with sparks
The sand that blows along the bed
of the Amargosa waves and shirrs
and cleans as well as water. It scours
the tatters left uneaten by birds,