Miracle #1; Miracle #2
March 18, 2018First, it was water:
a marriage festival,
a mother
asking a favor
from her son
And it came:
wine.
First, it was water:
a marriage festival,
a mother
asking a favor
from her son
And it came:
wine.
The frost grows fierce upon the pane,
crystals cluster in tight geometry. Inside my
glove my fingers freeze. I gasp the cold until I
am dumb: until my eyes are arctic marbles
rolling blue and plumb in their sockets: until
my leaden tongue sinks in my mouth.
By myself, I’m driving east on 1-70, just out of Denver. I’m looking for silos. I’m also listening to jazzmeister Herbie Hancock on his new tribute-to-Joni-Mitchell CD, River. You gotta love that Herbie, I’m thinking. Tina Turner’s singing “Edith and the Kingpin,” something about victims of typewriters and how the band sounds like typewriters. I laugh. I’m one of those victims who’s emerging out of my cave where I write every day to volunteer at the Aurora Cannery, a division of LDS Welfare Services.
I first heard the tales of Hugh Nibley, the brilliant and eccentric LDS scholar whose fertile and fecund brain defended and expanded the faith of thoughtful Church members, virtually at my mother’s knee. I remember as a child listening rapt with wonder at the accounts of his marvelous ability with languages, his wartime service with Allied Army intelligence, and his vast knowledge of things ancient and arcane.
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Ross C. Anderson, A Call for Compassion
John-Charles Duffy, Clarifying My Own Stance
Cheryl L. Bruno, Asherah Alert
Kevin L. Barney, Kevin Barney Responds
William P. MacKinnon, Rest of the Story
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