NP but Anniversaries (by Uwe Johnson)

Mark Kohut mark.kohut at gmail.com
Tue Dec 25 14:07:52 CST 2018


Something happened between what I wrote and what you see (on what you sent back responding to)

I wrote it as scrabbly italicized, exactly as it is in the English translation. It is not in quotation marks, which your computer seems to have done.
I only had end of quotation marks from the whole sentence I quoted. 

Sent from my iPhone

> On Dec 25, 2018, at 2:28 PM, Jochen Stremmel <jstremmel at gmail.com> wrote:
> 
> "The word for the short waves on the Baltic was: *scrabbly.*"
> 
> »Das Wort für die kurzen Wellen der Ostsee ist kabbelig gewesen.« [without quotation marks!]
> 
>> Am Di., 25. Dez. 2018 um 18:04 Uhr schrieb Mark Kohut <mark.kohut at gmail.com>:
>> Begins with what may be an allusion to the famous end of Gatsby, "Long
>> waves beat diagonally against the beach"..then ", crests
>> stretched tight, already welted white [Yay, translator!] wrap around a
>> cavity of air crushed by the clear mass like a secret made and then broken".
>> [MK...Yes, back to Gatsby, I say, "borne back ceaselessly into the
>> past"......that past returning like a broken secret...yeahp]
>> "The crashing swells knock children off their feet, spin them around, drag
>> them flat against the pebbly ground."....
>> ......."The word for the short waves on the Baltic was: *scrabbly."*
>> 
>> a Jersey shore two hours south of New York City. Which is working class New
>> Jersey. Perhaps where Gatsby's American Dream had not found footing
>> yet....in Johnson's vision. A vision of MOSTNot Nick and Gatsby's Long
>> Island and it is August 1967, one year after that utopian beach movie
>> quest, THE ENDLESS SUMMER was released in the US
>> .....and Johnson gives us THIS counterforceful objective correlative
>> contrasting it with "under the beach, the cobblestones" slogan of France in
>> 1968, right?
>> 
>> The beach and its waves and the stones are both here, no excluded middle,
>> so to Pynchonize.  I'll see.
>> 
>> Meanwhile, I just love geniuses upon whose shoulders I can see endless
>> summers. I sometimes think.
>> --
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