Contents

Articles/Essays

Every Soul Has Its South



Dialogue 1.2 (Summer 1966): 72–79
In this important article in one of the earliest Dialogue issues, Keller says “I went because I was frankly worried: worried that my wife and children should find me slipping after talking intense brotherhood, worried that the church members I led and taught should know where the doctrine but not the action in life is, worried that the students I counseled and read and philosophized with where I taught should reach for meaning for their lives and find no guts, worried in fact that I should somehow while propagating and preaching the Kingdom of God miss it, miss it altogether. The rest was nonsense.”



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Letters to the Editor

Letters to the Editor



Dear Sirs:  I have just finished reading the First Presidency’s statement in the April Era against pornography and obscenity. As a widow with three young boys to raise I am concerned about the possible dangers…



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Notes

Poetry

Faith



Sacramental hours cross this chapel of infinity where the arch of the brain dreams horror.And no one comes. Within the waiting shadows the silence says wait: the darkness is a piece of a piece in the rapture of even being. But no…



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Creation



God may have his presencein silence only, made so that a man may have space and timeto make himself himself.Whatever is is lost — but the unmade silencesteach hope, and possibility,and all the virtues God gave men to make gods…



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Ritual



Why ritual? May I not receiveChrist without burialBy water? If I remember That He bled, If I believe, What need for Sacramental bread?  Only this I know: All cries out For form — No impulse Can rest Until somehow It is manifest. Even my spirit, Housed in heaven,Was…



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Death



Death is the great forget, they said,A mindless, restful leaving Of all consciousness and careIn a vast unweaving.  And so I waited, cramped and still,For approaching Death to bringForgetfulness—but all he broughtWas a huge remembering.



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Guilt



I have no vulture sins, God,That overhang my sky, To climb, grey-feathering the air,And swoop carnivorously.  It’s just the tiny sins, God, That from memory appear Like tedious buzzing flies to dartLike static through my prayer. 



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Reviews

Roundtable

Taking Mormonism Seriously



In his article on the quest for authority in early Mormonism, Mario De Pillis contends that “the question of the historical origins of Mormonism must ever remain central” in any exchange between Mormons and non-Mormons.…



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Volume Art

Mormons and the Visual Arts



It seems curious to ask, “What support has the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints given to the visual arts in Utah?” One would hardly consider as fields for fruitful exploration Baptist support of…



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