The star is tall, the taiga is distant. Smyslyaev A.A.

"Your SHETER BLUE Under the High Determination Star to me!" - the writer Anatoly Kleshchenko asked at the end of his life, which was difficult: the arrest at the twenty years of age, 10 years old in Siberian camps, a five -year link to the taiga wilderness in the hangar, then short -lived Leningrad and again, already voluntarily, departure to the taiga in Kamchatka, where The writer in 1974 overtook the tragic death. He was buried in Komarovo near Leningrad, not far from the grave of the adored by him, familiar to his Anna Akhmatova, but this did not save the name Anatoly Kleschenko from oblivion. But the writer was a famous, real, honest, and beautiful person.

The author of the essay makes an attempt to return the writer’s name to people, readers.