AT THE BORDER by Robert Hemenway Atheneum; 240 pages; $14.95
Some pigeons refuse to be holed. Is this polished, melancholy work a novel?
Or is it simply a group of stories sharing a common protagonist? Is its leading man, John Everett, a modern knight errant sacrificing himself to obsolete notions of romantic love? Or is he merely a maundering hick, caroming off women who easily recognize the traits of a user? Is his creator, Robert Hemenway, an artist of light-meter sensitivity? Or is he simply a construction worker employing the worn materials of bromides and reveries?
Because all these questions can be answered in...
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