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Ascension

Ascension 23-2_Almost Heaven_Almost Heaven 1/10/12 2:43 PM Page 109 JOHN ZUERN In 1913, the summer before his family’s flight from the Ukraine, my grandfa- ther, then sixteen, went swimming in the Beresan River with a girl named Avja Maljenka. The Beresan was a sluggish river, stained by dark clays and the dye-rich roots of grasses. For most of its course toward Beresanskji Bay, where it entered the Black Sea, it ran through stark, open country, a glitter- ing amber band across the uniform gray and green fabric of the steppe. But in the place where the two young people met in secret, where, on a miserable August afternoon, they stood with their backs to one another and struggled hurriedly out of their dusty clothes, the river made a wide turn against the stony side of a hill, which it had long ago worn away. The half hill was cut cleanly down the middle, so that an arching wall, banded with reddish sand and slender black lines of coal, rose up on the outer curve of the bend. The water slowed there, soaking into the loam on the side opposite the hill, allowing willows to grow, and brambles, and low bushes http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png Manoa University of Hawai'I Press

Ascension

Zuern, John.
Manoa , Volume 23 (2) – Mar 16, 2012
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23-2_Almost Heaven_Almost Heaven 1/10/12 2:43 PM Page 109 JOHN ZUERN In 1913, the summer before his family’s flight from the Ukraine, my grandfa- ther, then sixteen, went swimming in the Beresan River with a girl named Avja Maljenka. The Beresan was a sluggish river, stained by dark clays and the dye-rich roots of grasses. For most of its course toward Beresanskji Bay, where it entered the Black Sea, it ran through stark, open country, a glitter- ing amber band across the uniform gray and green fabric of the steppe. But in the place where the two young people met in secret, where, on a miserable August afternoon, they stood with their backs to one another and struggled hurriedly out of their dusty clothes, the river made a wide turn against the stony side of a hill, which it had long ago worn away. The half hill was cut cleanly down the middle, so that an arching wall, banded with reddish sand and slender black lines of coal, rose up on the outer curve of the bend. The water slowed there, soaking into the loam on the side opposite the hill, allowing willows to grow, and brambles, and low bushes

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