GR translation: very selectively blighted rainfall

[Mike Jing]

This seems to make the most immediate sense to me.  Thanks for the kind
words.  And thanks to all who responded.

Mike


On Mon, Nov 19, 2012 at 6:58 AM, Ruth Flatscher <ruflatsch at gmail.com> wrote:

> hmm, maybe "very selectively blighted" here means that rainfall is locally
> prevented or hindered by overhanging roofs or other features of
> architecture in the narrow backstreets, and you, looking for shelter, are
> guided by these patchy, mosaic- or labyrinth-like patterns...
> whether my guess makes sense or not, I am enchanted by the power of these
> pictures...
> my deepest respect, Mike, and may you succeed!
> cheers,
> R
>
>
> On 19 November 2012 11:49, Monte Davis <montedavis at verizon.net> wrote:
>
>> I don’t know – but my god, what a passage! My respect for your ambition
>> in tackling the translation just went up another notch.****
>>
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>> *From:* owner-pynchon-l at waste.org [mailto:owner-pynchon-l at waste.org] *On
>> Behalf Of *Mike Jing
>> *Sent:* Sunday, November 18, 2012 11:56 PM
>> *To:* Pynchon Mailing List
>> *Subject:* GR translation: very selectively blighted rainfall****
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>>
>> P241.34-242.13  Unity gain around the loop, unity gain, zero change, and
>> hush, that way, forever, these were the secret rhymes of the childhood of
>> the Discipline of Control—secret and terrible, as the scarlet histories
>> say. Diverging oscillations of any kind were nearly the Worst Threat. You
>> could not pump the swings of these playgrounds higher than a certain angle
>> from the vertical. Fights broke up quickly, with a smoothness that had not
>> been long in coming. Rainy days never had much lightning or thunder to
>> them, only a haughty glass grayness collecting in the lower parts, a
>> monochrome overlook of valleys crammed with mossy deadfalls jabbing roots
>> at heaven not entirely in malign playfulness (as some white surprise for
>> the elitists up there paying no mind, no . . .), valleys thick with autumn,
>> and in the rain a withering, spin-sterish brown behind the gold of it. . .
>> very selectively blighted rainfall teasing you across the lots and into the
>> back streets, which grow ever more mysterious and badly paved and more
>> deeply platted, lot giving way to crooked lot seven times and often more,
>> around angles of hedge, across freaks of the optical daytime until we have
>> passed, fevered, silent, out of the region of streets itself and into the
>> countryside, into the quilted dark fields and the wood, the beginning of
>> the true forest, where a bit of the ordeal ahead starts to show, and our
>> hearts to feel afraid . . .
>>
>> What does "blighted" mean here?****
>>
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