GR translation: mounting, across the empty canyons and passes

Mike Jing gravitys.rainbow.cn at gmail.com
Sat Jan 25 03:34:38 UTC 2025


Galina is a school teacher and Tchitcherine's colleague during his exile to
the east.

On Fri, Jan 24, 2025 at 2:43 AM Michael Bailey <michael.lee.bailey at gmail.com>
wrote:

> Hypothesis:
>
> Penstocks are the gates opened to allow water to flow into a hydroelectric
> generator…
>
> So the image is they open the sluices or whatever, and the sheer raging
> power of the water (and/or the electricity it’s generating) makes them
> shudder…
>
> All this is in aid of power to the aforementioned radios & it is the
> radios’ screaming which mounts across the empty canyons and passes
>
> - that’s the way it strikes me…
>
> Then again, it could just be the whole electrification project which
> “mounts”
>
> Gaming/growing
>
> Then - isn’t this still “early Stalin days”? So the white canopies would be
> paratroopers on training missions, or sorties, not yet organized into part
> of a world war, but headed in that direction?
>
>
>
> Contrast between black and white, Tchitcherine & Enzian, day with
> paratroopers, and night with screamingly urgent radio messages?
>
>
> I now want to reread the section - who th’ heck is Galina again?
>
>
>
> On Sun, Jan 19, 2025 at 10:50 PM Mike Jing <gravitys.rainbow.cn at gmail.com>
> wrote:
>
> > V341.39-342.8, P346.40-347.9   Facing east, the black face keeping watch
> > from some winter embankment or earth-colored wall of a fine-grained stone
> > into low wastes of Prussia, of Poland, the leagues of meadow waiting,
> just
> > as Tchitcherine grows each month now more taut and windsmooth at his
> > westward flank, seeing History and Geopolitics move them surely into
> > confrontation as the radios go screaming higher, new penstocks in the
> night
> > shudder to the touch with hydroelectric rage, mounting, across the empty
> > canyons and passes, skies in the day go thick with miles of falling
> > canopies, white as visions of rich men’s heavenly džurts, gaming now and
> > still awkward, but growing, each strewn pattern, less and less at play.
> . .
> > .
> >
> > What's the subject of "mounting" here? Is it "hydroelectric rage"?
> >
> > Also, is the subject of "gaming" and "growing" in the last part of the
> > sentence "falling canopies"?
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