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Together, we write what comes next

For the past 850 weeks, The Sopris Sun has been a guiding light in our valley — more than just a newspaper, it’s become a reflection of our community’s heartbeat and soul. I’ve witnessed firsthand how our stories inspire pride, foster understanding and unite us with shared purpose. Each week, we deliver news and information […]

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And There Were Roses By Nancy McAtaveyCarbondale Churchill Downs, The first Saturday in May “This is it,” I thought as I entered the main concourse of the Louisville International Airport. I was ready to cross this item off of my bucket list, ready for “the most exciting two minutes in sports” — The Kentucky Derby’s […]

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No Lullaby By Kitty Riley There ain’t no lullaby in this landSleep is hard to findTrust and care are pushed awayLeaving fear behind  There was a time when helping othersWas the way to liveFriends and neighbors reaching outSupport and aid to give  Now trampling and dismantlingAre the preferred meansOf chipping away our fought-for rightsTo build a […]

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CommunionBy Andrea HollandFisher Creek On a still winter bright day,We catch our breath near the crest of a jagged granite ridgeA whisper of wingsGently interrupts the silence around usGracefully, an eagle glides pastAt eye levelIts pure white feathered headRhythmically rotatesSide to sideSearching for the slightest movement of prey belowI breathe in the moment.No longer anchored […]

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A dreamBy Daniel TorresTranslated by Freda Barron You have been an old path I’ve enjoyed walking. I do not regret having seen your trails,your mountains. Of waking up one day in your cold forestsand some nights in your hot deserts. I do not regret having tasted the fruits of your tropical forest,or the waters of […]

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Letters – April 10, 2025

Peaceful protestWhat a great turnout at the Resist protest in Glenwood Springs on Saturday. There were hundreds of folks across Grand Avenue from me where my two signs were the only conservative opinions amongst a forest of southpaw sentiment. Yet the party of joy and inclusion was heart warmingly kind to me. I’ve never ever […]

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Tell Them I’m Gone By Dan SpillerGlenwood Springs O down river, O down riverWash this old fool awayWhere lost is and hopeless remains  Tell my son, tell my sonNot to do what I have done, I could not walk and tried to runTell him, love from a broken man will come undone  Tell my love, tell […]

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