The afternoon breeze would incite to a weird and flabby activity all that crowded mass of clothing, with its vague suggestions of drowned, mutilated and flattened humanity. Trunks without heads waved at you arms without hands; legs without feet kicked fantastically with collapsible flourishes; and there were long white garments, that taking the wind fairly through their neck openings edged with lace, became for a moment violently distended as by the passage of obese and invisible bodies. On these days you could make out that ship at a great distance by the multi-coloured grotesque riot going on abaft her mizzen-mast.

📖 Joseph Conrad

🌍 Polish  |  👨‍💼 Novelist

🎂 December 3, 1857  –  ⚰️ August 3, 1924
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The excerpt reflects a surreal scene where the wind transforms a mass of clothing into an eerie representation of human forms. The dialogue of trunks, legs, and garments evokes a sense of distorted humanity, suggesting anguish and chaos amid the clothing that sways and flutters as if animated by unseen figures. The imagery conveys a haunting atmosphere that blurs the line between reality and illusion.

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