Szymborska on My Arm
I've finally decided which Szymborska lines to commit to. There were too many to choose from. But her Travel Elegy just spoke to me last week, for some reason. So here goes:
And for those of you not fluent in Tattoo, it says:
Everything is mine but just on loan,
Nothing for the memory to hold,
Though mine for as long as I look.
It's there to remind of everywhere I've been, everyone I've known and every time I felt like the world was mine.
And for those of you not fluent in Tattoo, it says:
Everything is mine but just on loan,
Nothing for the memory to hold,
Though mine for as long as I look.
It's there to remind of everywhere I've been, everyone I've known and every time I felt like the world was mine.