M&D - Chapter 16 -

[Elisabeth Romberg]

"The wind blowing cross-wise» 
when I read it I read it as coming from below, as up the side of the ship, producing images with sea foam, droplets of water, crushing against the wood in the wind, creating images, under the star-light in the night.

I figured cross-wise from the light shining down, would be the wind going ‘upwards’ …if you know what I mean.

> 25. mar. 2015 kl. 09.17 skrev David Ewers <dsewers at comcast.net>:
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> A couple scattered thoughts, just to get my own cheese rolling again...
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> Johnny Marr asked:	And what's the importance of the Wind "blowing cross-wise to the light incoming from Sirius, producing false images"?
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> I imagine a sort of electro-magnetic-type relationship here, with the wind as magnetic current and the light incoming from Sirius as electrical Line.  Maybe other lines have their own peculiar perpendiculars?
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> And thanks for the Dante.  That was right on!
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> On Mar 24, 2015, at 4:32 AM have a nice day, violet wrote this message:), Mark Kohut wrote:
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>> Johnny Marr points to sheer beautiful writing beautifully:
>> "Savage flowers of the Indies, demurer Blooms of the British garden,
>> striped and tartans, foreign colours undream'd of in Newton's
>> prismatics, damasks with epic-length Oriental tales woven into them,
>> requiring hours of attentive gazing whilst the light at the window
>> went changing so as to reveal newer and deeper labyrinths of event,
>> Velvets whose grasp of incident light was so predatory and absolute
>> that one moved closer to compensate for what was not being reflected,
>> till it felt like being drawn, oneself, inside the unthinkable
>> countours of an invisible surface"
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> That sure is a beautiful sentence.  There's some good stuff on page 172, I think, during the 'conversation' between Charles and Rebekah.  Could "Measuring Angles among illuminated points, there must be more to it, Bekah, you see them as they are..." be a metaphor for life, just after mention of "Death's thousand metaphors in the World"?  And the narrator's "Laughter does not traverse easily the baffling of Death" is a pretty amazing turn of phrase.
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>> P on the richness of ....life? of the range of color life can be?
>> We've got color "undreamed of" by science...we've got Oriental
>> tales...labyrinths, depths, can remind of that early table in Chap
>> one......
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> In Gravity's Rainbow we got color dreamed of by science...
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