Beer Review Poem: Great Divide Brewing Co’s Yeti Imperial Stout

After Emily Dickinson’s In snow thou comest

In snow thou comest —
Thou shalt pour oil bubbling from the ground,
The sweet stout of the yeti,
And Glee’s advancing sound.

In fear I drinkest —
Thou shalt go down the pipes at such a gait of joy
This man anew embark to live
Upon the depth of thee.

Beer Review Poem: Great Divide Brewing Co’s Yeti Imperial Stout