Walking through Barnes and Nobles one rainy Sunday, I was instantly drawn to Rupi Kaur’s Milk and Honey sitting on the shelf. I had yet to hear of Kaur’s collection of poems, but something
about its simple cover drew me in. Without bothering to briefly look through its pages before my purchase, I walked directly to the register. I was confident that what was held within its pages would speak to me.
Now poetry has never been my forte. I have enjoyed reading and analyzing many poems while studying for my undergrad, but I have never sought out poetry to read for my personal pleasure.
Her collection is divided into four parts, the hurting, the loving, the breaking, and the healing. Her poems devour the emotions and experiences of femininity, abuse, love, and loss, with each chapter holding a different motivation.
I hold a special fondness for the breaking and the healing.
Reading her work makes me feel raw inside, yet at the same time whole and complete. Her poetry is so real and honest, that at first you feel intimidated and scared to join her on this bittersweet journey.
At first I saw Kaur’s work as sad and lacking hope, but you soon see that her collection is fierce and filled with optimism.
I have bookmarked the pieces that speak the most to me, and I continue to return back to this book. I continue to reread to gain clarity and feel comfort in the emotions shared amongst the pages.