Relinquishing the Eleventh Hour
April 18, 2018With solemn tenderness You apportioned our times and seasons (While Eden embroidered itself with emeralds), And marble campanile chimed a day Into a thousand years.
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Southern Idaho Summer
April 18, 2018I was six. I wheeled Grandpa’s milk cans out to wait like patient soldiers for the cheese truck. I strutted in a new red and blue corduroy cowboy suit.
Diaries
April 18, 2018I keep diaries in my head At night I write on sealed pages In dream codes a sort Of dot-dot-dash Morse himself
A Shaded View | Leonard J. Arrington and Susan Arrington Madsen, Sunbonnet Sisters: True Stories of Mormon Women and Frontier Life
April 18, 2018[…] and Women’s Voices a selection of diary excerpts with historical commentary, Sunbonnet Sisters sets out to tell the story of the young pioneer girl. As such it takes a refreshing introductory look aimed at […]
Seasoning
April 17, 2018That fine white burst of bush blossom Has come again. Blast ing through the winter crust And scattering the afterbirth of spring,
Nativity
April 17, 2018The eyes of the beasts shine into my own. The archangel’s hair is on fire. I stumble through the mudprints of cows and ewes toward the damp side of the cave
Christmas Sonnets from Other Years
April 17, 20181937 Christ through a troubled world drags his cross, Wishful that on this his birthday night Someone gentle toward his message might Offer him sanctuary. But in a lost Cause his back breaks. Eyes […]
Joseph and Son
April 17, 2018The shop smelled of wood’s death-scent released, by the carpenter’s skill, in the spring breeze: nature spread across the afternoon
Sons
April 17, 2018New grain, you are comely; Long, straight, supremely vernal. Standing in Earth’s sun Unashamed green, You sway.
On Seeing Part of a Cast Iron Stove, Rusting Behind a Shed
April 17, 2018[…] winter they had to borrow our hoard: seven dollars from me and five from my sister. Our days were the usual homemade loaves, peaches we’d bottled, our own half-beef in the locker,