Poem #227 - This poem is a a reflection on the identity of the city of Aurora, Colorado.
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Joshua Brown
The pressure mounts, climbing up the waving hills of Aurora
Into the piedmont of anarchy, where dwell raccoons
Seeking out among the beggarly crumbs of municipalities
Vaingloriously seeking revenge against contempt.
Here dwell the hidden streams, dried beds awaiting
The mirth of water to swell wide in contempt of those unprepared
Banks casting aside the turbulence to force into place
The life giving chemical that reinvigorates against nihilism.
These tendrils compare not to the manmade wonders
Built in shallow perception of time to bring to life
A wilderness whose desire to hide behind desert
Is thrust upon by man to appear happy and jovial NOW
Only for time to wind back man's imposition, murderous greed:
To build beautiful grandiose pillared government halls
That portray to unimportant neighbors her success
Only for erasure, formidable conspicuous humanicide.
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📅 Written November 21, 2024
📍 Written at Joshua's work along the West Toll Gate Creek
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Colorado has so many oil wells and they continue to drill more. This poem is just a reflection on the conflicts between the government and the market in responding to the erasure of previous ecosystems. Long term thinking can always be at the expense of short term survival and adaptation. A lack of movement is, in itself, a movement, because time doesn't fucking stop.
How we stop incentivizing bad actors is beyond what I can be personally responsible for, I have a life and family and friends and a local community that I want to protect and bring to thrive, but if we can draw a circle around our neighborhoods, our local environment, our backyard stream and say, hey, who in my life knows what the hell they're talking about? Who does research, who cares (and doesn't just virtue signal), who is invested and who takes self responsibility in these areas as well as other areas of their life and who can I work together with to make my local community become more resilient?
Obviously, this can be taken out of context and used as a weapon to try to convince people to "do what's right for the environment" but that's not what this poem was written in the context of, it was written in a context of, a shortness of time, a consideration of children and childbirth, an empathy with the men who built the incredible tech that I'm using to write this right now and who I want to honor by using this tech to also improve the world.
a Joshua Brown poem #227 "Colorado Oil"
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