je porte votre coeur avec moi
(je le porte dans mon coeur)
i carry your with me (i carry it in my heart) in French, a nod to my husband’s heritage and my love of poetry.
i carry your heart with me
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go, my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)
Quote from On The Road by Jack Kerouac
People run from rain but sit in bathtubs full of water.
“Aunty Ifeoma prayed for the university, for the lecturers and administration, for Nigeria, and finally, she prayed that we might find peace and laughter today … I looked up to seek out Jaja’s face, to see if he, too, was bewildered that Aunty Ifeoma and her family prayed for, of all things, laughter.” ~ Purple Hibiscus, p 126 - 127
Chosen to commemorate earning my MA in Multicultural and Transnational literature. The image was inspired by one of my favorite books in the program, Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie’s “Purple Hibiscus.”
-Je commence à comprendre, dit le petit prince. Il y a une fleur… je crois qu’elle m’a apprivoisé…
- C’est possible, dit le renard. On voit sur la Terre toutes sortes de choses…
- Oh! ce n’est pas sur la terre, dit le petit prince.
Le renard parut fort intrigué:
- Sur une autre planète?
- Il y a des chasseurs, sur cette planète-là?
- Ça c’est intéressant! Et des poules?
- Rien n’est parfait, soupira le renard.
…nothing is perfect
Le Petit Prince. Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
As a poet and a lover of the Romantics, particularly John Keats, I got these in 2011.
From the poem “Ode on a Grecian Urn” by John Keats.
"Beauty is truth, truth beauty - that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know”
To the elements it came from,
Everything will return,
Our bodies to earth,
Our blood to Water,
Heat to fire,
Breath to air.
- 128. From “Empedocles on Aetna” by Matthew Arnold (1822-1888)
'Though she be but little, she is fierce'
There is such a thing as the courage in remaining baffled.
The Paperbag Princess by Robert Munch.
I had the whole book memorized before I even learned how to read.
It is a story about independence, smart thinking and female empowerment- all things I hold dear.
This is the image from the last page of my favourite children’s book “The Paperbag Princess” by Robert Munsch. She is the kind of princess who makes her own dress, defeats the dragon and turns down the prince (who turns out to be a bum) - a true inspiration.
So it’s not necessarily a literary tattoo, but it’s a more of a grammatical tattoo. It’s about an inch long, and located on the inside of my left wrist. There’s two parts to this tattoo. The first part is that I’m an English Education major, and I wanted something to kind of recognize my love for that.
The second part is that I have battling depression, anxiety, and self-harm for the last ten or so years. In writing, a semi-colon is used when you could end a sentence, but you continue on. The same thing applies to life. This tattoo is a symbol of all the times I could have easily given up on life, but I continued on a new path to recovery. So… yeah. I plan on getting a more literary tattoo eventually, but this will do for now.