Category: Issue 167

Shuddering

By Mark Penny   There was A shuddering of dust Light followed Sharp as knives Riving the interstice of mind Crimson and lucent flared the dawn The mountains lapped it like a rain Down flowed the waters Rivers Falls To lakes To oceans Restless sand Swirled in the aftermath of breath The sighing planet Fumed …

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L’hakshot: Fiction

By PD Mallamo   Near the end of graduate school, Kyle met a woman who had lived five years on an Israeli kibbutz. Her hair, parted in the middle, fell in long thick black ringlets. She had blue eyes, an aquiline Hebrew nose, a spare, athletic body. She wrote novels and came to BYU for …

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Issue 167: Letters to the Editor

Assumptions In Michael Vinson’s Cornucopia article in the December 2011 issue of Sunstone (“Where Is That Darn Lamanite DNA?), he cautioned against making unwarranted assumptions about Native Americans and DNA. He then went on to write in a way that assumed much about the Book of Mormon being literal history and little about what conclusions …

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Remember the Revolution!: A Mormon Manifesto

By James Goldberg   “I know just what you mean—I hate to be in big groups of Mormons” said a Mormon girl to her Mormon friend at a party attended entirely by Mormons who’d met in a BYU creative writing class. “You mean like this one?” said another girl, giving voice to a thought I …

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Family Forum: What Is Really Motivating Us?

By Michael Farnworth   It seems to me that thoughtful Mormon parents should be concerned about moral agency as described in Doctrine & Covenants 101:78—   That every man may act in doctrine and principle pertaining to futurity, according to the moral agency which I have given unto him, that every man may be accountable …

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Sestina: Poetry

By Sarah Dunster   How long, I wonder, will I wait for broods to gather round my legs. And I’ll have feed. Every dry mouth will fill, for ripening cheeks. I glean from spare fields, following, with two shallow baskets. My hands are old.   At ten I fancied to be old enough to take …

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Of Doormen, Pencils, and a Prophet’s Secret Talent

By James P. Harris   In late October 1996, I had the privilege of interviewing John Russell Talmage, the last living child of James and May Talmage. At the time he was eighty-five years old. John passed away in 2001. We spoke for three hours that day, and he allowed me to record the conversation. …

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To Invite God’s Presence

By Tom Kimball   In November 1981, I was a wide-eyed fourteen-year-old Aaronic Priesthood youth who had just discovered an improbably clean white handkerchief that my mother had stuffed into one of the pockets of my freshly pressed suit. She and I were occupying adjacent balcony seats in the historic Salt Lake City Tabernacle, watching …

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Book Exchanges

By Curt Bench   During my nearly four decades in the book business, I’ve come across a lot of things that have made me smile—or at least scratch my head at the sometimes not-so-eloquent ways we booksellers and buyers communicate. Here are a few favorites, each of them absolutely true. You can’t make up stuff …

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