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To My Glasses

A poem by Chase Ambler


~ Reflection ~

Anyone that wears vision-correcting tools can probably relate to this poem. There are times when you forget you even have glasses, yet when you take a moment to try and live without them, you realize just how handicapped you really are. But every technology that makes our lives easier comes with its own limitations. Even writing this reflection right now, I can see the annoying place where my right lens is scratched. The computer monitor’s glow highlights the imperfection.

This poem began many years ago in college. I believe I was going to bed, so I took my eyewear off and set them on the bedside table. Seeing them sitting there looking so small and fragile, yet having such a powerful control of my life was very interesting.

This poem really took off when I brought in the metaphor of “the origami world.” Paper is such a fragile substance. It can easily be torn, wrinkled, and weakened by water. It was this idea that the beauty of the world that I see is so conditional that drove the poem. I also really like the imagery of an entire world of folded paper. The notion that everything is made up of the same stuff on some level is a reading that I had not pondered until just now writing this reflection years later. This just goes to show that even authors can become ‘the readers’ of their own works if enough time has passed.

As time passes, my eyesight becomes worse and worse. “The blur” that once only consumed objects at a great distance has inched its way closer year by year. The glasses that were once so foreign now seem to be a part of me in a strange way—the same way that my wedding ring is essential to my body.  Without them I am more than naked—if that makes any sense. So I thank thee, noble glasses. You may begin “crafting once more.”

Chase Ambelr - Headshot 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

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