Art: Portrait of Eivind Eckbo” painted in 1914:
multiple identities
multiple mirrors
I often forget
how to greet myself
solitude
a scary vacuum
clueless about my value
a trophy on the shelf
Art: “Portrait of Mary Alice Eckbo” painted in 1914
kaleidoscope of dreams
forces my step
I charge ahead
with multiple hands
to grab destiny



Beautiful.
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Thank you!
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Both poems go perfectly with the pictures. I love the fractured feel of the first one.
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Thank you, Christine!
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Those images work so well… and I wonder how the portraits ever communicated as man and wife.
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That would be an interesting angle to explore.
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Love that you’ve used two paintings here…..few words but very powerful and with personal meaning when it’s written from the first person. It’s true, right? Sometimes we do feel fragmented.
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Thanks for the insightful comment!
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Beautiful
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Thanks 🙂
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My pleasure
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