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Poetry Friday: They All Want to Play Hamlet from People Who Must by Carl Sandburg
They all want to play Hamlet.
They have not exactly seen their fathers killed
Nor their mothers in a frame-up to kill,
Nor an Ophelia dying with a dust gagging the heart,
Not exactly the spinning circles of singing golden
spiders,
Not exactly this have they got at nor the meaning of
flowers - O flowers, flowers slung by a dancing girl -
in the saddest play the inkfish, Shakespeare, ever
wrote;
Yet they all want to play Hamlet because it is sad
like all actors are sad and to stand by an open grave
with a joker's skull in the hand and then to say over
slow and say over slow wise, keen, beautiful words
masking a heart that's breaking, breaking,
This is something that calls and calls to their blood.

They are acting when they talk about it and they know
it is acting to be particular about it and yet: They
all want to play Hamlet.

--- They All Want to Play Hamlet from People Who Must by Carl Sandburg