Someone else in this play finds the state
To be out of joint.
It’s not just Fortinbras.
Suddenly though, I picture the castle
Or the scene
Or the stage
Framed slightly askew
With bits of it obscured
And the under matte exposed.
Things are held together loosely
Wood doesn’t quite meet wood where it ought.
The rungs of the chair are just barely holding together.
Here we have Claudius attempting to convince
This cobbled together court
That it is sound
That its joints will hold
While they try not to fall out of their broken chairs.