The Hamlet Project

This is how a brother speaks to his sister –
With thews and bulk
And waxing temples.
Like father, like son, I suppose.
No plainspeaking runs in this family –
It’s either overblown, convoluted speechifying
Or nothing at all.
(Although occasionally, upon dying or in the face of tragedy, the words boil right down.) This line is usually cut
because – what? What are you trying to say Laertes?
He breaks it down
Eventually
But he starts here
Is he attempting a really broad innuendo?
Something about wide-ness and growing and opening makes me think maybe he’s headed gingerly in that direction.
It’s actually quite impressively confusing.
If someone said it to me,
I’d be making one heck of a confused face in response.