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Olga Rudge & Ezra Pound: "What Thou Lovest Well..."

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14<br />

A Visitor to St. Elizabeth’s<br />

192<br />

1950–1955<br />

‘‘Sitting on His lawn is paradise’’<br />

The Fifties began with new life, and <strong>Olga</strong> passed along the good<br />

news: ‘‘Born—Washington’s birthday, a granddaughter, Patrizia Barbara<br />

de Rachewiltz.’’ The answer from St. Elizabeth’s: ‘‘Banzai! Warn’t sure if<br />

Mlle. X arrov on 22nd, but thought so—hadn’t calculated the Birthington<br />

Washday.’’<br />

<strong>Ezra</strong> sent other news from Washington: Mrs. Eleanor Roosevelt, the<br />

President’s widow, was to have her own television show, James Laughlin<br />

was in Aspen skiing, Holy Year rates reported in the press at the luxury<br />

hotels in Rome, the Hassler and the Excelsior, were a minimal six dollars<br />

per day. The ambiance at St. Elizabeth’s was often bizarre: ‘‘Just received,<br />

in a confidential whisper from the Colonel, that ‘Hitler’ is right here on<br />

this ward, going by the name of Jones.’’<br />

<strong>Olga</strong> was still lobbying for <strong>Ezra</strong>’s release. She had met Ernest Hemingway<br />

in Paris with <strong>Ezra</strong> in the 1920s, and she recalled this meeting when<br />

appealing to ‘‘Hem’’ and other literary friends for help. She received in<br />

reply a ‘‘peevish letter from Mr. Hemingway’’:

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