In Pound's "Portrait d'une Femme," the partial and secondary nature of this "femme" made of parts is openly declared:

Your mind and you are our Sargasso Sea, 

London has swept about you this score years 

And bright ships left you this or that in fee: 

Ideas, old gossip, oddments of all things, 

Strange spars of knowledge and dimmed wares of price. 

Great minds have sought you—lacking someone else. 

You have been second always. 

The poem concludes: 

                                                 and yet 

For all this sea-hoard of deciduous things, 

Strange woods half sodden, and new brighter stuff: 

In the slow float of differing light and deep, 

No! there is nothing! In the whole and all, 

Nothing that's quite your own. 

        Yet this is you. (Personae 61) 

Pound may not be projecting his bodily parts onto his beloved, but his femme is certainly a projection of partial and somewhat worthless knowledges.

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From "Gender in Marianne Moore's Art: Can'ts and Refusals." SAGETRIEB 6.3