Love Your Elders
March 20, 2018Nothing thrilled me more as a little girl than hearing my parents’ courtship story: my mother, diminutive and dimpled, was eighteen, Australian, and a recent convert to the Church, living with her parents and six…
Nothing thrilled me more as a little girl than hearing my parents’ courtship story: my mother, diminutive and dimpled, was eighteen, Australian, and a recent convert to the Church, living with her parents and six…
What happens when a quotation becomes a pop culture slogan—appearing on bumper stickers and coffee mugs and even thong panties? “Well-behaved women seldom make history,” wrote Laurel Thatcher Ulrich in a 1976 academic essay about…
A staple of Douglas Thayer’s fiction is the sensitive, adolescent or young adult Mormon male struggling to come to terms with the burdens of mortality, a sense of sin, or the pressures of exemplary living.…
If you’re at all familiar with literary talk these days, you might be aware of the chatter about children’s and young adult literature being the hot new thing. Everyone’s wondering what will be the “next…
John the Beloved considers the Rapture
Word buckler, chary tribe,
inured lamb,
Good advice was of no use in the garden,
reason only rudimentary in her
who slouched toward the tree and took unflinching
what was needed.
The ponderous round oak table
calls our family of ten
to their places,
the crowns of our heads
like small planets
stilled in orbit,
mealtime settings like jewels
in an expansive medallion.
Again he stands
at the mirror
and wants to jump
into the waterfall
I’m wedged between two lifetimes,
this one and that.
Like cement walls on either side,
they press close.
Winter was Domlik’s best season. The New Year rains were the earth’s sweat; and when the soil perspired, the dirt softened into mud so thick it postponed all organized demining activity. Even the bravest deminer—by…