GR translation: even this far out of it

Mike Jing gravitys.rainbow.cn at gmail.com
Sun Aug 30 23:36:07 CDT 2015


Thanks everyone for responding.  It's been very helpful.

On Sun, Aug 30, 2015 at 12:20 AM, Keith Davis <kbob42 at gmail.com> wrote:

> In the context, I think he means the particular tune that fits with this
> particular moment in time, each moment being unique, and having it's own
> taste or feel or blues tune to accompany it.
>
>
> Www.innergroovemusic.com
>
> On Aug 27, 2015, at 10:55 PM, Mike Jing <gravitys.rainbow.cn at gmail.com>
> wrote:
>
> Also, what is "the single blues"?
>
> On Thu, Aug 27, 2015 at 9:50 PM, David Morris <fqmorris at gmail.com> wrote:
>
>> I agree, but what is Earthiness?  Fecundity and Mortality,
>> flesh,blood,death, as opposed to transcendence, immortality. But even out
>> there it is possible to flow with the earth and water, become a medium
>> channeling spirits of the long dead.
>>
>> David Morris
>>
>>
>> On Thursday, August 27, 2015, Mark Kohut <mark.kohut at gmail.com> wrote:
>>
>>> I think it is Earthliness he may be " so far out from". Notice all the
>>> "rushing water" being whacked out of that harmonica.
>>>
>>> Sent from my iPad
>>>
>>> On Aug 27, 2015, at 7:56 PM, David Morris <fqmorris at gmail.com> wrote:
>>>
>>> I think the question to be asked is this: Where or what is the "it" to
>>> be so far out from?  I think Mortality is that place or thing.
>>>
>>> David Morris
>>>
>>> On Thursday, August 27, 2015, Mike Jing <gravitys.rainbow.cn at gmail.com>
>>> wrote:
>>>
>>>> V622.14-26   Through the flowing water, the holes of the old Hohner
>>>> Slothrop found are warped one by one, squares being bent like notes, a
>>>> visual blues being played by the clear stream. There are harpmen and
>>>> dulcimer players in all the rivers, wherever water moves. Like that Rilke
>>>> prophesied,
>>>>
>>>>               And though Earthliness forget you,
>>>>               To the stilled Earth say: I flow.
>>>>               To the rushing water speak: I am.
>>>>
>>>>        It is still possible, even this far out of it, to find and make
>>>> audible the spirits of lost harpmen. Whacking the water out of his
>>>> harmonica, reeds singing against his leg, picking up the single blues at
>>>> bar 1 of this morning’s segment, Slothrop, just suckin’ on his harp, is
>>>> closer to being a spiritual medium than he’s been yet, and he doesn’t even
>>>> know it.
>>>>
>>>> What exactly does "even this far out of it" mean here?
>>>>
>>>
>
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