‘milk and honey’ – rupi kaur

Book Review

 

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I’m the type of person who will avidly avoid the mainstream hype. I feel there is often a lot of pressure to like what everyone else is tweeting, gramming, or even, less frequently, actually talking about.

Having said that, I finally purchased Rupi Kaur’s ‘milk and honey’ three years after its original publication. Divided into four segments: ‘the hurting’, ‘the loving’, ‘the breaking’, and the ‘the healing’, Rupi tackles her own journey with abuse, love, loss and female empowerment.

 

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you deserve to be
completely found
in your surroundings
not lost within them

 

I must admit, I was underwhelmed at first, but that was my mistake. I read Rupi’s words stanza for stanza when it should be treated like a work of art. Reading each poem separately in ‘milk and honey’ is like peering at a brush stroke. Once you take a step back, one is able to absorb the painting as a whole. ‘milk and honey’ is predominantly that: a work of art.

 

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we are all born
so beautiful

the greatest tragedy is
being convinced we are not

 

It also piqued my interest in the author herself. I discovered a truly phenomenal woman.

Having been the victim of sexual assault, the poet does not wish to focus on the crime, but rather on her survival. And at the end of the day, this is what we should all be doing for perhaps then the world would a more peaceful place; when we agree not to focus on the injustice, but rather on our own strength and resilience, and use those powerful forces to surge more love amongst fellow beings.

 

our struggle to
celebrate each other is
what’s proven most difficult
in being human

So perhaps I have learned to love Rupi herself more than her words, but through her poetry and prose, I know she has inspired young girls and boys across the globe. Whether you relate to her words or are inspired by her being, Rupi Kaur’s ‘milk and honey’ should definitely be on your TBR list!

 

we all move forward when
we recognize how resilient
and striking the women
around us are

 

m&h4

the thing about writing is
i can’t tell if it’s healing
or destroying me


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