N. Scott Momaday is a national treasure. I get the feeling the guy never stops writing. In this collection, not only will you find sublime verse but plenty of couplets, or goofy quatrains, that most other poets would toss to the side. However, by the time the last line is writ, you get the feeling that Momaday has lived a hundred lifetimes, and I think that‘s sort of what he wants-now that knowledge of a hundred lifetimes is your knowledge.