Rupi Kaur's book of poems is a book of wisdom, female wisdom.
"living is difficult, it is difficult for everybody. and it is at that moment when living feels like crawling through a pin-sized hole, that we must resist the urge of succumbing to bad memories. refuse to bow before bad months or bad years, cause our eyes are starving to feast on this world, there are so many turquoise bodies of water left for us to dive in."
It is like the protocol of a bad year, and how to crawl out of it. It contains all manners of female misery, from rape, to a broken heart, to growing up in a society of misogynists, of being an immigrant, of being told by society that you are simply not good enough the way you are. It is a book about racism, female power and motherhood, or daughterhood.
It shows the way from darkness, through more darkness, to light.
How to empower oneself.
The collection is split into five chapters: wilting, falling, rooting, rising, and blooming.
Just like flowers have to wilt, to fall, in order to root, rise and bloom.
The parallel between women and nature, the deep connection, our bodies give us to the earth, is a characterizing part of this book.
I loved every single poem. It was like eating nourishing, very healthy food.
I know, because I've heard, that her critics say, she is oversimplistic. But for me, that is not a critical point. I like my poems to be accessible. So they tell me even more. Rupi Kaur does not hide her truth, which is fundamental and a universal truth, behind nonaccessible, seemingly intellectual layers of meaning, only to decipher for the well read, or not at all. She presents it, like she has no fear, for everybody to see and understand and use.
In a way, her book tells every reader to move into her own power. This is a beautiful message. One so very important today, and always. Dare to be yourself. You are good. You are beautiful. Enjoy life. Enjoy this planet. Love.
(c) Susanne Becker
"living is difficult, it is difficult for everybody. and it is at that moment when living feels like crawling through a pin-sized hole, that we must resist the urge of succumbing to bad memories. refuse to bow before bad months or bad years, cause our eyes are starving to feast on this world, there are so many turquoise bodies of water left for us to dive in."It is like the protocol of a bad year, and how to crawl out of it. It contains all manners of female misery, from rape, to a broken heart, to growing up in a society of misogynists, of being an immigrant, of being told by society that you are simply not good enough the way you are. It is a book about racism, female power and motherhood, or daughterhood.
It shows the way from darkness, through more darkness, to light.
How to empower oneself.
The collection is split into five chapters: wilting, falling, rooting, rising, and blooming.
Just like flowers have to wilt, to fall, in order to root, rise and bloom.
The parallel between women and nature, the deep connection, our bodies give us to the earth, is a characterizing part of this book.
I loved every single poem. It was like eating nourishing, very healthy food.
I know, because I've heard, that her critics say, she is oversimplistic. But for me, that is not a critical point. I like my poems to be accessible. So they tell me even more. Rupi Kaur does not hide her truth, which is fundamental and a universal truth, behind nonaccessible, seemingly intellectual layers of meaning, only to decipher for the well read, or not at all. She presents it, like she has no fear, for everybody to see and understand and use.
In a way, her book tells every reader to move into her own power. This is a beautiful message. One so very important today, and always. Dare to be yourself. You are good. You are beautiful. Enjoy life. Enjoy this planet. Love.
(c) Susanne Becker
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