Franz Kafka's Wedding Preparations In The Country is a shortish prose-piece. Avoiding any surmises about what Wedding Preparations In The Country might say about Kafka and his anxieties - the writing can simply be read as a mood-piece surely? What's interesting is how good his sketches are.
Kafka's little pieces of detail are placed down flat, like bits of a puzzle, until a large 'mood' appears before the reader. In the street two gentlemen are exchanging information, the one holding his hands palm-upward, raising and lowering them in regular motion, as though he is balancing a load. Now and then men come along who are smoking, and they bear small upright elongated clouds along ahead of them. A girl in the rain hurries onto a railway platform, sets the open parasol on the ground, then sits on a bench knees wide so that her skirt will dry the better. If only daily conversations were as vivid.
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