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A prequel to Shakespeare’s Macbeth told in modern prose.

An 11th-century widow and her 10-year-old son are called “the Lady” and “the boy,” as if their names don’t matter. Indeed, her life is shaped wholly by men. The thane Macbeth has murdered her husband—burned him alive—and now moves into the woman’s castle. Not only does she not mind, but they fall in love and marry. Do the castle gossips call it an unholy union? As well they might, and the boy resents both his mother and Macbeth. She tells her son that together they can teach Macbeth how to be a father and a husband. “It is harsh, this world,” the mother says. “It is so hard to find love in it….We are fortunate if we find the smallest drop.” Drops of love are scant in this tale, while drops of blood are much easier to find. Morris doesn’t handle the plot quite as Shakespeare did, with witches and a murder scheme. This is less the story of Macbeth than it is the story of the missus. She is spooked by apparitions and a mysterious voice that says, “You shall be queen hereafter.” It’s hard for her to imagine how, as Duncan is king. But then her trusted “coz” Macduff reminds her that Macbeth is second in line. If you’ve read the play, you already know where we’re headed, but don’t let that stop you from reading this beautiful interpretation, which is so rich in its descriptions and well-crafted characters. Yes, night is a frightening time to be in the woods, but “ghosts melt away at the whiff of dawn.” There are mormaers and crones, thanes and witches, ambition and vengeance. And did we mention blood? Oh yes. Even the minor characters are fun, like the boy’s tutor Broccin, who despises children: They should all be sent to monasteries, “where the years might drain them of their insouciance like leeches applied to the body.”

A most enjoyable setup for the Scottish play, but be sure to read the original, too.