Caught Up
March 20, 2018John the Beloved considers the Rapture
Word buckler, chary tribe,
inured lamb,
DiaBLOGue
Epithalamium
March 20, 2018Good advice was of no use in the garden,
reason only rudimentary in her
who slouched toward the tree and took unflinching
what was needed.
Fidelity to Objects
March 20, 2018The 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.
Necktie
March 20, 2018Again he stands
at the mirror
and wants to jump
into the waterfall
Grace
March 20, 2018I’m wedged between two lifetimes,
this one and that.
Like cement walls on either side,
they press close.
Domlik
March 20, 2018Winter 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…
The Newlyweds
March 20, 2018After our two-day honeymoon in West Yellowstone, we move into this one-bedroom place above the Modern Plumbing & Heating building in Rigby. There’s a door right on Main Street that opens up to a barn-red…
Polygamy, Mormonism, and Me
March 20, 2018Dialogue 41.2 (Summer 2009): 85–101
Hardy describes the long, difficult process of researching polygamy during a time that the church wasn’t open about polygamy.
“A New Future Requires a New Past”
March 20, 2018I had never heard of fundamentalist Mormons until seeing a 60 Minutes segment about them in the late 1980s. During a western vacation, I visited Colorado City, Arizona, on January 2, 1988, and talked my way into some friendships which continue to this day. FLDS Prophet Warren Jeffs, his father Rulon Jeffs, former Colorado City mayor Dan Barlow, the late Owen Allred, and his successor LeMoine Jenson of the Apostolic United Brethhren (AUB) were among my acquaintances. I later earned a graduate degree in legal history, and my thesis concerned an important event in their experience. I have continued to study, visit, and write about the fundamentalist Mormon universe since then.
My Madness
March 20, 2018I sat in the bed facing the two smiling demons—leaders of the great Satan/Wal-Mart Organization that ran the hospital. They were trying to convince me that I should let them adopt a clone of my five-year-old daughter Emily. She had been created by new genetic techniques developed by their powerful company and they insisted, “Her place will be great in the new world order.” Over the last few days, however, they had lied to me so often I knew it was a sham. Despair seemed to overwhelm me at the thought of the strange global changes that had recently taken place under this evil organization’s machinations. But I was resolute. I would never let them have the copy of my daughter.