The Specificity of Genre in Konstantin Paustovsky's Stories.
- Abstract: 'The Yellow Light' by Konstantin Paustovsky is a bright example of fiction regarding the synthetic and symbiotic means. It is very typical for the 20th century prose fiction. This is another interesting evidence how destruction and mixture of the genre morphology of texts create and establish a new variation of the genre. In this case it is a matter of the genre matrix of the novel - the universe. This matrix organically combines genre elements of a chronicle, an essay, a lyrical essay and a biographical novel in the genre structure of the novel.
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During World War II, a young Moscovite woman named Tatyana Petrovna and her daughter, Varvara, are evacuated to a small town and settled in the home of an old man named Potapov. A month after Tatyana's arrival, Potapov dies.
At first, Tatyana does not like the provincal town, but eventually she comes to like it, especially when it is covered in snow. She gets used to living in a stranger's home with a stranger's things. Potapov has a son who is currently serving in the Black Sea fleet. Tatyana looks at the son's photograph and feels that she met him somewhere before, long ago, before her unsuccessful marriage, but she can't remember where.
Letters start arriving for Potapov, all written by the same hand. Tatyana stacks them up on old Potapov's desk. One night, when it is snowing, Tatyana can't sleep. Out of curiousity, she opens one of the letters. It is from Potapov's son, Nikolai, who reports that he is recuperating in a hospital after receiving a minor wound. He hopes that after he is discharged from the hospital he will get leave to come and visit the old man. The son visualizes his return: It is snowing, but the path to the old arbor has been cleared; the old piano has finally been tuned up, and sitting on it is the same piece of music as always, the overture to "The Queen of Spades" by Tchikovsky; the twisted candles are in the candleholders. He also wonders if the bell over the door is working.
Tatyana realizes that any day now this son could return. It would be hard for him to discover strange people living in his home and things not the way he expects. The next morning, Tatyana has Varvara clear the path to the arbor. Tatyana repairs the bell over the door and hires someone to tune up the piano. She finds the twisted candles and candleholders and sets them out. Varvara asks why she is touching other people's things and wants to know why Tatyana can do it when Varvara is forbidden to do so. Tatyana says it is because she is an adult.
Nikolai, having been released from the hospital, arrives at the train station, hoping to visit his father. He can stay for less than 24 hours. He is saddened when the train station managers informs him of his father's death. Nikolai wanders around, but does not intend to visit his old home. He only goes to visit the old arbor, where the path is in fact cleared. He stands in the snow, thoughtfully, when a young woman (Tatyana) taps him on the shoulder and invites him in the house.
In the house, the bell works, the candle, the piano are there--everything as he had imagined. Nikolai cleans up. They have tea. Tatyana says it seems she remembers him from somewhere.
They arrange the sofa for Nikolai to sleep on it. But he doesn't sleep, wanting to savor every minute in his old home.
Early the next morning, Tatyana accompanies Nikolai to the train station. Before he boards the train to leave, she tells him to write. After all, she says, they're practically relatives now.
A few days later, Tatyana receives a letter from Nikolai. He says he remembers where they met before. It was in 1927 in the Crimea. Nikolai was walking in a park. A girl was sitting on a bench with a book. She gets up and walks past him. He stands and gazes after her, feeling that this was the woman who would change his life and bring him great happiness. He felt she was sent to him by fate, but he did not follow her at that time. And fate again has sent this woman--Tatyana--to him. And if she needs him, Nikolai is ready to pledge his life to her. He found his open letter on his father's desk and thanks Tatyana for all she did.
Tatyana puts down the letter and thinks to herself: I have never in my life been in the Crimea. But does that really matter?
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