I always picture Hamlet stuffing Polonius into some structure that’s a bit like a Murphy Bed. Maybe a Murphy Bed.
But it’s a thing that is long and folds into the wall and Hamlet places Polonius’ dead body on it and gets him all nestled in his closet or Murphy Bed or ironing board cupboard and then shuts it up. Literally up. And I imagine Polonius’s body in there – not as the grotesque and morbid horror show that I think I’d see if I actually found a bleeding dead old man in a cupboard but like a peaceful creature in a womb.
And where do these images come from? It is just the nautical sense of “safely stowed”? Is that where I invented a whole (strange) sequence for myself? Possibly.
