Joe, I agree about the haunting feeling of Hemingway. I lived an hour outside of Ketchum and was everyday awestruck by the beauty that surrounded me. And on the visits I made to his grave and memorial I would always think about how he was able to take his own life while surrounded by such beauty and simplicity, it was a haunting feeling indeed. I guess this is why I like this poem, I enjoyed that you painted a gruesome picture without any mention of his natural surroundings only his manmade material ones.