

Who am I?
On what level? When I look in the mirror
What do I see? Who looks back at me?
Can I see with closed eyes? Do I scream?
When I look in the mirror Is it me that I see?
Or just a figment, my imagination
When I see me
Who am I Who am I
On what level When I look in the mirror
What do I see Who looks back at me
Can I see with closed eyes Do I scream
When I look in the mirror Is it me that I see
Or just a figment My imagination
When I see me When I see me
This is from a dVerse prompt. The prompt: Create a sculpture (or bust) of yourself. Use any materials – real or imagined – using the guidelines within Victoria’s 2012 prompt. As part of Victoria’s 2012 prompt there was this option: Create a poem that is multi-dimensional, that is, one that can be read on more than one level.
I chose to use form as a way to create my sculpture and to also add the multi-dimensional and multi-layer aspect in the different ways to read the poem. I hope you enjoy! :^)
I realized after posting it that the shape not be the same depending on what screen you’re looking at the poem so it can change completely depending if you’re looking at a phone or desktop or a smaller or bigger screen. So I made it an image. That is what the original was meant to be. However the bottom is sort of fun changing poem that is rather interesting so I’m keeping it to. I’ll just add something artsy like “the top is how I see the sculpture whereas the bottom represents the art in the audience’s eye and how our vision of ourselves differs from how the world sees our art.” (It’s all just a happy accident. lol)
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Very well done, very real, and very surreal…you put across the mood, energy, angst so well.
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Thank you so much! I’m glad it came across for you.
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I can see the different parts of the poem being in dialogue with each other in much the same way as you would talk to mirror.
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Thank you! Yes the questioning of ourselves is often the most intense.
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Stew, this has the feel of a fractal or a person standing in one of those fun house mirror rooms. Questions without answers and answers without questions. Very interesting poem!
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Actually what you saw was not my original idea. Lol I’ve added a picture to show it now. But it was a “happy little accident”. Thanks.😊
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Aha! I see now. You are welcome!
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