Ophélie s’est-elle vraiment métamorphosée en fleur ? À propos des « libertés du lecteur », d’une « erreur » de lecture et de sa « probabliothèque »

About ten years ago, a blogger writing under a pseudonym set out to prove that Ophelia, in Shakespeare's Hamlet, does not die, but metamorphoses into a "floral being [être floral]" (Jazzthierry, 2010). In order to elaborate this improbable possible text, which has not had a great posterity, the blogger summons a very personal "probablibrary [probabliothèque]" (William Marx, Les Étoiles nouvelles, 2021), which he opposes to "the finest of specialists [la fine fleur des spécialistes]" and to "four centuries [quatre siècles]" of misinterpretation. In the light of this hypothesis of singular (and playful) reading, this article proposes to reflect on the "liberties of the reader [libertés du lecteur]" (Michel de Certeau, L'Invention du quotidien, 1980) and on the various calculations of probability that we routinely engage in to identify what David Lewis has called "truth in fiction" ("Truth in fiction", 1978).