Emily Dickinson at Poets House
Poets House is a two-story structure dedicated to verse. Astonished? It's incredibly difficult to believe that such a place could exist in Lower Manhattan, or anywhere in the United States in the early twenty-first century. Every time we're there, we pinch ourselves, as if only a sharp pain or purply bruise could prove that this place --- where anyone who enters can grab a book from the library of 50,000 volumes of poetry and read --- exists.
Going on right now, an exhibit devoted to Emily Dickinson, including quilts that derive their pattern from her punctuation, manuscripts, letters, and other scraps of paper ephemera, a celebration of both the 25th anniversary of Poets House and this particular poet. Here's the poet alive in print, scrawling a condolence, a take on the Bible, a recipe for coconut cake.
Going on right now, an exhibit devoted to Emily Dickinson, including quilts that derive their pattern from her punctuation, manuscripts, letters, and other scraps of paper ephemera, a celebration of both the 25th anniversary of Poets House and this particular poet. Here's the poet alive in print, scrawling a condolence, a take on the Bible, a recipe for coconut cake.
Once we saw this, our plans for the rest of the day were set: hustle home along the Hudson, with a quick stop at Gristedes, a few minutes of poking about the Internet, a few more minutes of mixing, and a coconut loaf, with a good moist crumb. Writing and baking aren't that dissimilar: in both activities, you take a finite amount of ingredients (letters, foodstuff), and combine. Then you wait, hoping for the best.
Modified recipe here: thanks
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