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Poem from the past

Dear Editor:

Basalt resident Lois Naft reports that a bear cub has taken up residence in her yard, perhaps abandoned by its mother. That reminded me of a poem I sent to your paper when the popular Grana bakery stopped supplying Aspen stores and moved to Carbondale:

“Ode to Grana,” or “A Bear’s Lament,” July 27, 2005

I’ve ransacked the kitchens from Aspen to Snowmass,

Caused quite a few locals to leap out of bed,

Searched autos and Dumpsters and scared a few tourists,

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And all in the quest for some good Grana bread.

This valley’s a-changin’; the pickin’s are slimmer.

No more can a bear hope to slumber well-fed.

I pray there’s some geezer out there with a freezer

That still stocks a loaf of that good Grana bread.

Though rangers may chase me – and even displace me,

I’ll still keep on searchin’ until I lie dead.

I’ll enter your mansions through bathrooms or porches

For just one more taste of that good Grana bread.

Ethel Gofen

Chicago