A poem by Chase Ambler
~ Reflection ~
This is just a fun “short” poem. I’ve always seen foothills as the little brothers of mountains. In any mountain landscape, there are always foothills around although they are never the actual focus of the photograph, or painting, and are always just playing the supporting role. I gave them a voice of their own by personifying them. A silent voice, but a voice nonetheless.
I personally think that the whole poem rests on the word “squat.” It just gives such a great visual of the stature of these hills, and yet it also suggests that they could be taller if they only stood up straight. Going along that line of thought, the foothills are jealous of the height and majesty of the mountains behind them, yet something forces them to surrender their own potential spotlight.
Chase Ambler is an American writer who spent his childhood in South and Southeast Asia. His life has been shaped by strange obsessions: heavy metal music, mountains, travel, and soccer. These subjects have all molded his poetry and prose in some way, but the birth of his daughter may have the greatest impact yet. He lives with his wife, baby daughter, and dog in Colorado. If one went looking for Chase, they could find him anywhere from changing diapers to summiting 14,000 foot mountains, but odds are he’s in front of the computer working on his next novel.
Visit the FB page for his Novel: Snowsong