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Brief description:
N. Scott Momaday (1934-2024) is an internationally renowned poet, Pulitzer Prize-winning novelist, artist, teacher, and storyteller. He authored numerous works that include poetry, novels, essays, plays, and children's stories. He won the Pulitzer Prize for his debut novel House Made of Dawn and was the recipient of numerous awards and honors, including the Academy of American Poets Prize, the National Medal of Arts, the Ken Burns American Heritage Prize, the Dayton Literary Peace Prize Foundation's Richard C. Holbrooke Distinguished Achievement Award, and the Frost Medal for distinguished lifetime achievement in poetry. A longtime professor of English and American literature, Momaday earned his PhD from Stanford University and retired as Regents Professor at the University of Arizona. In 2022, he was inducted into the inducted into the Academy of American Arts and Letters.
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"Superb." - New York Times Book Review
"A new romanticism, with a reverence for the land, a transcendent optimism, and a sense of mythic wholeness...Push[es] the secular mode of modern fiction into the sacred mode, a faith and recognition in the power of the world." - American Literature
"Authentic and powerful. . . . Anyone who picks up this novel and reads the first paragraph will be hard pressed to put it down." - Cleveland Plain Dealer
"A beautiful and moving tale. Intricately conceived . . . executed with easy lyricism. Mr. Momaday's performance is brilliant." - Publishers Weekly
"Dazzling. . . . Momaday [is] an important voice in American letters." - Los Angeles Times
"Mr. Momaday has a superb sense of imagery. . . . There is a rich treasury of Pueblo Indian lore on almost every page." - Baltimore Sun
"A tragic story...one of considerable power and beauty." - The Nation
"Both a masterpiece about the universal human condition and a masterpiece of Native American literature. . . . A beautiful artistic object, a book everyone should read for the joy and emotion of the language it contains." - The Paris Review