Your Ideas

11:57am

Tue November 5, 2013
Aspen Poets' Society

Poem: Time Machine

Marjorie DeLuca
Credit Marjorie DeLuca

In the hours between dog and hyena,
they still serve lunch to a certain crowd.

He toddles in with his baggage:
a cane an oxygen tank a man-purse

an ample wife and her sister leading the way.
The machine that was the man is now

rusting, teeth rounded off the gears of time.
They take their time, as time is

all they have left, and with much animus
and screeching of sliding chairs

the women choose a table to our side.
He is not there. I am not here.

I know this man. Years of
running a business,

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11:45am

Tue November 5, 2013
Your Ideas

BLM’s leasing deficiency NEPA and the Thompson Divide

Gas lease in the Wolf Spring Unit of the Thompson Divide. Why would anyone issue a gas lease here? Read the blog to find out, but here’s a hint: the lease isn’t legal.
Credit Will Roush

You might remember back in February when citizens packed the town hall in Carbondale to ask the BLM to let the gas leases in the Thompson Divide* naturally expire at the end of their ten-year terms. Unfortunately, the BLM suspended the leases, allowing the gas companies more time to attempt drilling in the Thompson Divide. On the positive side though the BLM also acknowledged that most of those leases were issued illegally and without proper environmental review or roadless-area protections and so they committed to doing an environmental review of the illegal leases.

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5:27pm

Thu October 17, 2013
Opinion/Editorial

Aspen: Out with the old, in with the New.

Idling dozers on call. Just in case we need another hole.
Credit Aspen Spin

It's off season.  The Ferrari drivers are back home in Houston or Miami or Dallas or NYC or LA or where ever they go.  It's been snowing (see previous post below). Town is quiet. Mornings are cold which makes Wagner Park an excellent place to be... just as the sun peeks over Smuggler Mountain.

I love the smell of POW POW in the morning.

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3:23pm

Wed October 9, 2013
Aspen Poets' Society

Poem: The Sayings of Twilight Jesus

THE SAYINGS OF TWILIGHT JESUS

Twilight Jesus was looking for a little home to add another notch in time. He was traveling by his soul, deep in his bones, to the wilderness of freedom. "I wait here where the band is tuning up. I love the music; it washes through me, my water. "

He had the spirit of a hummingbird, radiating or reflecting illumination. " But hey, sometimes the only joy that leaps toward me is the joy of grief. I can't get God to talk to me, not knowing has to be good enough. Praise the night, the dreams that safely cradle you."

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3:25pm

Fri September 20, 2013

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