Toying with ekphrasis.

A Rembrandt Self-Portrait

He scowls at us, and at himself, in old age,
Flabby portraitist. He's made his name
And done quite well, but, even now,
He turns from others, searches his own
Face, and paints, not for a few more
Guilders, but to try to satisfy himself.
Likewise, someone, who's not keen on
Gazing into mirrors, paints, with words,
A portrait of another, meant to represent
The writer and his similarly nagging fear
That all that he's created isn't
Good enough.

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Written on 2021-04-20 at 00:56

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A perfect ekphrastic poem. Bravo!