By now, you have probably read about or heard about the Great Washerst Fire, the inferno that raged through historic Washerst (WAS-herst), Pennsylvania, the birthplace of America's greatest poet, Emmett Lee Dickinson (Emily Dickinson's third cousin, twice removed -- at her request). Most of the city was destroyed, including the Emmett Lee Dickinson Museum (above the coin-op Laundromat on Dickinson Boulevard)
Pictured at the right: The Great Washerst Fire of New Year's Eve 2015 (click the image to enlarge).
Emmett Lee Dickinson wrote more poems about coffee than any other poet, and we have posted many of his poems in the past, including 2013 (HERE), 2014 (HERE), and 2015 (HERE).
which was also lost to the New Year's Eve fire! "Sounds like coffee to me!"
By Emmett Lee Dickinson:
Life is coffee we’re longing for,
Coffee the hinge to life.
By Emily Dickinson:
Life is death we’re lengthy at,
Death the hinge to life.