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Faith and Doubt in the First-Person Singular | Therese Doucet, A Lost Argument: A Latter-Day Novel; Robert Rees, ed., Why I Stay: The Challenges of Discipleship for Contemporary Mormons; and Thomas Riskas, Deconstructing Mormonism:An Analysis and Assessment of the Mormon Faith

In 1979, Mary Bradford published in these pages an important personal essay on personal essays. Titled “I, Eye, Aye,” the piece first outlines a brief history of the genre within Mormon letters and then offers its…

Hank Toy’s Devil

A devil came to an old Mormon on an icy winter night when mounds of snow outside, as big as cars, lay black and cold, nearly invisible. Having searched since the beginning of the world,…

Sandrine

These things happened fifty years ago. It was 1962, the year of the World’s Fair in Seattle. I was twenty-one and had just finished my junior year at Utah State University in Logan. My forestry…

“Epithalamion” by Gerard Manley Hopkins

HARK, hearer, hear what I do; lend a thought now, make believe
We are leafwhelmed somewhere with the hood 
Of some branchy bunchy bushybowered wood, 
Southern dene or Lancashire clough or Devon cleave,
That leans along the loins of hills, where a candycoloured

Fern Hill Revisited

Time held me green and dying, though I sang, 
And spun me off the whinnied fields and out of praise
In his big harvest hands ’til horse and hen and place
Were only memory, then myth, then vacant space

Janie Goodmansen’s Reply*

Jim asked me, encouraged me, even begged me 
not to do it. You’re surrounded by seedy lies, 
he said, don’t sew them into your breasts. Did he worry
it would reflect badly on him? I don’t know, 

Sixth-Grade Broadway Revue

Reb Tevye is in the shower singing 
“If I Were a Rich Man.” He’s eleven, 
my son, and suddenly in love 
with Broadway music because Mrs. Hale, 
whom he affectionately calls 
The Bomb, has inspired him. This little football player