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In the Mosque of Imam Alwani

In the Mosque of Imam Alwani Arna Bontemps Hemenway fiction his was when they lived in the eternal city. It seemed pos- sible that the trio's little corner of the Kurdish spring--the square chimneys of the brick kilns unfurling their listing columns of black smoke into the high, clear light, the sloped red sides of the river, secreted within the ellipses of bank woods and seething with insects in the lambent dawn before the air filled with the clattering gossip of the washerwomen and the collisions of the silver-voiced children worrying its shallows-- had, since the beginning of time, continued in just this way in its sounds and habits, relying on no allegiance other than the residents' curious sense of belief in their own perpetuity. This was when Bajh and Asti and Araz all lived there Photos by Martin Lucas (top) and Jari Aho (bottom) together, when they were young and the fields and herds still seemed born entirely anew each spring; this was when it was still their city to have. Bajh, Asti and Araz were all born at almost exactly the same time, though this was a fact only Araz cared about enough to note. Bajh Barzani had been born on his http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png The Missouri Review University of Missouri

In the Mosque of Imam Alwani

The Missouri Review , Volume 34 (2) – Jul 22, 2011

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Arna Bontemps Hemenway fiction his was when they lived in the eternal city. It seemed pos- sible that the trio's little corner of the Kurdish spring--the square chimneys of the brick kilns unfurling their listing columns of black smoke into the high, clear light, the sloped red sides of the river, secreted within the ellipses of bank woods and seething with insects in the lambent dawn before the air filled with the clattering gossip of the washerwomen and the collisions of the silver-voiced children worrying its shallows-- had, since the beginning of time, continued in just this way in its sounds and habits, relying on no allegiance other than the residents' curious sense of belief in their own perpetuity. This was when Bajh and Asti and Araz all lived there Photos by Martin Lucas (top) and Jari Aho (bottom) together, when they were young and the fields and herds still seemed born entirely anew each spring; this was when it was still their city to have. Bajh, Asti and Araz were all born at almost exactly the same time, though this was a fact only Araz cared about enough to note. Bajh Barzani had been born on his

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The Missouri ReviewUniversity of Missouri

Published: Jul 22, 2011

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