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The Death of Polonius Dan Albergotti
He should not have been hiding behind the arras, but he was, after all, a tedious old fool, just one more arrant knave. Still, you have to wonder: where should he have been? Reading a devotional book, playing Caesar, on a boat to England? Alas. The sheer weight of the options is enough to drive you mad. Where, indeed, would it have been sufficient for him to be? Trailing his own son at a discreet distance through the streets of Paris, walking out of the air, at supper? Alas, alas. Nowhere was ever good enough. But though this meddling, counseling fool was always where he should not be, in the end we know where to find him: with the clowns and songs and skulls and his own mad, grinning daughter. |
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