IGNORE PREVIOUS POST AND READ THIS CORRECTED POST. WENT UNFINISHED into a cavity of air accidentally .

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Bloody hell Mark that’s beautiful.

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> On 25 Dec 2018, at 18:03, Mark Kohut <mark.kohut at gmail.com> wrote:
> 
> 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 MOST of America?    Not 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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