Bumstead Hemmingway

By Jack Joseph Smith

Before-he ever mentioned, that the soul of modern man needs money for equipment +. Something in The Short: Happy Life of Francis Macomber's short story wife Must: have taken something:.in:Hemmingway’" for an African-ride In the baggy-‘beer pants of a go-getter> Bumstead' ‘saw the same unacknowledged wasteland Through the pane glass of his desolationlivingroom: Bumetead lived inrMount Lebanon, Pennsylvania Hemmingway‘came-from-Oak Park, Illinois: Bumstead always wore Army fatigues,-. whenrhe was a teenager - Hemmingway-wentito Italy; France and ‘Spain. Bumstead ‘stayed: home to have five kids :named: Olmstead : When Henmingway went up to his Midwesterniroam: he was: innpainn And we heard he had ‘lost :his. life around him: WhenrBumstead ‘lost :his:wifé-during her lifé- I heard he was=in«ipain~toos So he went:.downm into his basement‘. Like shit Arthur-with all. those paperbacks stuffed‘ in-those pockets s And away from her boudoir mirror of anotherrman: Did-the same thing withia shotgun” After-our guts have fallen through an ending: With: our hands on the hemp that makes good rope twist. I wonder if the words quite and edge Might not make them right

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A parallel biography of a suburban neighbor named Bumstead and Ernest Hemingway, tracing how both men's masculinity, desolation, and violent ends converge despite vastly different scales of fame and geography.

The poem uses the domestic ordinariness of Mount Lebanon, Pennsylvania to measure the literary legend of Hemingway, finding the same shotgun at the bottom of both lives.


Claude

The poem's genius is structural — it builds Bumstead and Hemingway in parallel lines (Mount Lebanon / Oak Park, Army fatigues / Italy, five kids named Olmstead / a Midwestern room) until the two lives collapse into the same basement, the same shotgun, the same pain. The opening claim that 'the soul of modern man needs money for equipment' makes both men casualties of a masculine economy they never chose. The closing question — whether 'the words quite and edge might not make them right' — refuses to moralize, asking instead whether proximity to an edge is itself a kind of moral position.

The poem democratizes Hemingway's suicide by placing it beside an unknown man's identical act. The 'baggy beer pants of a go-getter' and the 'boudoir mirror of another man' are the same trap viewed from different tax brackets.