Last Summer Evening

That summer passed quickly and beautifully. The evenings always smelled like honeysuckle. I would leave AS, from the apartment on Nergislibahçe Street, late at sunset. He would walk me to the main street. One evening in early September, the wind blowing towards us from the large mansion garden had blown away the autumn leaves. The wind suddenly started blowing. Suddenly the leaf fall started. AS held me by the arm again and said: "Summer is ending, Kenan. Everything is ending. This summer was a test for us to be human. Did we succeed?" Very few writers can search for the answer to the same question for more than forty years without repeating themselves. While Selim Ileri reflects the changing faces of the complex human world with a masterful fiction in Last Summer Evening, he always draws us into that question. He always reminds us of that question in subtle ways, following an inner feeling. Last Summer Evening, actually that hopeless question that was asked to all of us...



Number of Pages: 208

Print Year: 2012


Language: Turkish
Publisher: Everest Publications