Waking
Poem
-
By
Donnell Hunter,
The trees slip away before
I can see. Maybe a wolf
comes back to the Yellowstone
or an ocean calls her lost child
(a shearwater’s voice gleaning
a wave) and I can’t answer.
Then out of the night my room
returns its familiar windows
and walls, a door I can open.
Notes
- Lehi’s Vision of the Tree of Life: A Cross-Cultural Perspective in Contemporary Latter-day Saint Art
- Crown-6 and the Future
- Temple Worship and a Possible Reference to a Prayer Circle in Psalm 24
- The Trials of Jesus and Jeremiah
- Recent Bibliography on the Trials of Jesus
- Native Women on the Utah Frontier
- The Eli H. Peirce Collection of Mormon Americana at Harvard University
- The Peirce Mormon Bibliography at Utah State University
Articles
- The Historians’ Corner [32:4]
Documents
- Waking
- The Susquehanna
Poetry
- Victims [1]: The LDS Church and the Mark Hofmann Case
- Victims [2]: The LDS Church and the Mark Hofmann Case
- The Mormon Concept of God: A Philosophical Analysis
- Two documentary books about Christopher Columbus
- Christopher Columbus: A Latter-day Perspective
- In the Image of God: Theme, Characterization, and Landscape in the Fiction of Orson Scott Card
Reviews
- Prophesying upon the Bones: J. Reuben Clark and the Foreign Debt Crisis, 1933–39
- Toward Understanding the New Testament
- Mormon Redress Petitions: Documents of the 1833–1838 Missouri Conflict
- Breaking the Cycle of Compulsive Behavior
Book Notices
- Index, Volume 32
Indexes
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