HEMINGWAY, ERNEST. Autograph letter signed (''Hem'') TO EZRA POUND in Rapallo, n.p., n.d. [Paris, envelope with a postmarked date of 14 November 1924]. 3 pages, 4to, on two sheets, with a line of text at top of the fourth page, two tiny fold holes, with original typed envelope (defective). In fine condition.
HEMINGWAY, ERNEST. Autograph letter signed ("Hem") TO EZRA POUND in Rapallo, n.p., n.d. [Paris, envelope with a postmarked date of 14 November 1924]. 3 pages, 4to, on two sheets, with a line of text at top of the fourth page, two tiny fold holes, with original typed envelope (defective). In fine condition.
An exceptional and early letter to a good friend, literary mentor and promoter of his work: it was Pound, for instance, who had convinced Ford Madox Ford to give the 24-year-old Hemingway an editorial job on the Transatlantic Review in the sping of 1924. "Have greeted Miro. Claimed he was writing you. Feels he owes all to you. Though what all amounts to so far is only a pimp of a dealer that may or may not sell the pitchers [sic]. At any rate he is paying Joan 1000 francs per...I have bought [Miro's] The Farm. That may bring you back to Paris sometime to look at it...I aint got any influence with 3 Mts [Three Mountains] Press. Bill [Bird, who had published Hemingway's second book, in our time, earlier in the year] carefully left it in hands of one Beede to prevent me doing just the kind of thing you asked me to...No, I don't feel anybody will ever get the 2 [million?] from [Ernest] Walsh [publisher of This Quarter]. He is so tight you couldn't shove a piece of bird seed up his ass with a cold chisel. Still of course it isn't his money and he probably likes to give away other people's money if it's something he can't get for himself.
"Wedderkop and Flechtheim [of the German periodical Der Querschnitt which published Hemingway's poems] are in town. Flechtheim claims I'm Germany's only lyric poet...Is publishing a 8,100 word bullfight story of mine ["The Undefeated"] that's tight and hard as goat shit with drawings for it by Picasso...claims to be going to publish a book of my poems with illustrations by Pascin. Have I got any more obscene poems? For Christsake when did you give him that Lady Poet thing ["The Lady Poets with Foot Notes"]? I could be jailed for that. Wants me to write a stier kampf [bull fight] book with him. He is an old aficionado. Drawings by Gris and Picasso photographs. Maybe some of all this will come true. He's sending me a check for the long story anyway...Am working well now. Been souzed every night with various people and I always work well under the influence of gastric remorse. If you like this horseshit I wrote about you for W's mag. [his article "Homage to Exra" in the first issue of The Quarter, which was dedicated to Pound], I will give it to Budderschaft for his review [Der Querschnitt] on acct. it being simply statements it will translate well...Reports from N.Y. are that Henry's [the artist Henry Strater] become Society portrait painter and trains with bunch of Arrow collar boys...Reports from States that my mother is painting life size portrait of me in oil...Bill Smith, just arrived, says he has not seen the work but my mother asked him to come around in order that he might give her any suggestions on how I looked. Now that Caillaux is in maybe [Guy] Hickok can get the French Gove. to buy it..." Not in Letters, ed. C. Baker, and presumably unpublished.