Personally, I think Beloved is a “Nobel worthy” work, along with some of Morrison’s early works like The Bluest Eye. I don’t count her as high on the list as Beckett and Laxness and Undset, but I don’t rank her anywhere near the Buck basement.
And I’ll agree that Cather’s work stands up to my idea of Nobel standards, but I haven’t yet done the Edith Wharton thing.
I agree; I saw Heaney read last month and he was fantastic. I can’t say I’ve read much poetry from the second half of the 20th century outside of what appears in The New Yorker, but I can attest that he deserved the prize.
I think I’ve figured out why Buck won the Prize. It appears that it was a early political award (in 1938, the Japanese were invading China, and Buck was of note for her novels set in China.)