The adjectives that usually appear when Kent Haruf publishes a new novel will probably appear this month as Benediction, his latest story set on the open, treeless plains of eastern Colorado, is published. “Lovely,” “honest,” “graceful,” “spare,” the reviews tend to say. “Who in America can still write like this? Who else has such confidence and such humility?” Ron Charles asked the last time Haruf had a novel out, Eventide, in 2004.
It’s true that there is no one who writes like Haruf. A native of the Colorado plains, he inhabits the diction, cant, slang, and gruff, clipped phrasing ...
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