ImoReads… ‘Hamnet’ (2020) by Maggie O’Farrell

“What is given may be taken away, at any time. Cruelty and devastation wait for you around corners, inside coffers, behind doors: they can leap out at you at any time, like a thief or brigand. The trick is never to let down your guard. Never think you are safe. Never take for granted that your children’s hearts beat, that they sup milk, that they draw breath, that they walk and speak and smile and argue and play. Never for a moment forget they may be gone, snatched from you, in the blink of an eye, borne away from you like thistledown.” 

There is notoriously little known about the life of William Shakespeare, which seems strange given his immense fame and the lasting impact of his plays. Of his personal life we know that he married and had three children, Susanna and twins Hamnet and Judith. They lived in a house on Henley Street in Stratford-Upon-Avon with Shakespeare’s parents. Hamnet died at age 11 in 1596 according to a church burial register, and this is all we know. Maggie O’Farrell has used this absence of knowledge to create an extraordinary work of fiction, which in her own words, “is the result of my idle speculation.”

Hamnet is split into two stories, both of which are gripping and urgent in nature. One story begins on a summer’s day in 1596. Judith suddenly falls sick with what turns out to be the black death, or ‘the pestilence’, and Hamnet frantically looks for help but nobody is home. Nobody yet realises that one of these children will die within days. O’Farrell alternates to the second story every other chapter, which focuses on the mysterious upbringing of Agnes (Anne) Hathaway, and her blossoming romance with a young William Shakespeare, who breaks with tradition to be with this woman he loves (he is 18 and she is 26 when they marry). Both stories are intense and are filled with every kind of love and passion. They intertwine to create a tale that lays bare the unique bond to be found between twins and how the loss of a child can push a family and a marriage to the brink. Though Hamnet Shakespeare is a little-known figure, his name has been given to one of the most esteemed plays ever written (Hamnet and Hamlet were interchangeable names in this period). O’Farrell reimagines the life of Shakespeare’s only son in a way that makes you reconsider everything you thought you knew about England’s most celebrated playwright.

Though Hamnet is the title character, the storyline that captivated me the most was that of Agnes and William. Though courting in the 1500s, their secret romance and defiance of their parents feels very relatable to a modern audience. Agnes’ mysticism and connection with her pet Kestrel less so, but you can understand why young William Shakespeare finds her so beguiling. And, a marriage and three children later, they seem to have proven their critics wrong. I didn’t realise though that when William moves to London to pursue a career in the theatre, that he and Agnes end up in a long-term long-distance relationship. With a sometimes slow and unreliable postal service, it must have been very difficult in times of hardship. Indeed, when Judith is ill William takes several days to get home despite travelling as quickly as he can. We know from history that they remain married until William’s death, so I am glad at least that the tragedies and distance they faced did not break them apart.

The plague, despite being a common feature of sixteenth-century life (the London theatres would shut each year during ‘plague season’), is not mentioned in a single Shakespeare play. It is this notable absence that led O’Farrell to wonder whether it might have wreaked havoc in his personal life, so much so that he could not bear to write about it in his professional work. It is from this musing and extraordinary sense of intuition that O’Farrell’s novel was born. I have never seen or read Hamlet, but I think that now I would like to, to see whether I can understand why this seemingly unrelated play bears Hamnet’s name, and how it is perhaps an expression of grief for a lost son.

Happy reading,

Imo x