Absolutely stunning. It's the story of a traumatised WWII vet returning to his home town on a Laguna Pueblo Reservation and trying to heal, and it's the story of an entire people trying to heal from the horrors of colonialism, and how one cannot happen without the other. The story is profoundly non-linear, with each part requiring context, both from the man's own history, and his people's, including traditional knowledge and stories, and events happening on the spirit plane. Everything layers with and builds on everything else, and order of events need not apply. I'll probably have to read it again to catch all the interaction, but I loved how it didn't deal in simple, straight forward answers.

This was written in the 1970s, and Silko herself is just a generation off of the events she's writing about, and the book's immediacy is striking. The stories and trauma the vets are processing feel like they're about people she knows, and the breath of the '70 cultural revolutions flows through it. None of this feels dated, though, as much as of the moment. Just a really gorgeous book all around, though it deals with heavy topics.