GR translation: last envelopes

[Mike Jing]

V724.17-26, P738.34-739.3   It all poises here. Passageways of routine,
still cogent enough, still herding us through time . . . the iron rockets
waiting outside . . . the birth-scream of the latest spring torn across
rainy miles of Saxony, route-sides littered with last envelopes, stripped
gears, seized bearings, rotted socks and skivvies fragrant now with fungus
and mud. If there is still hope for Gottfried here in this wind-beat
moment, then there is hope elsewhere. The scene itself must be read as a
card: what is to come. Whatever has happened since to the figures in it
(roughly drawn in soiled white, army gray, spare as a sketch on a ruined
wall) it is preserved, though it has no name, and, like The Fool, no agreed
assignment in the deck.

What are "last envelopes" exactly?
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