Published by Createspace on November 4th 2014
milk and honey is a collection of poetry and prose about survival. It is about the experience of violence, abuse, love, loss, and femininity. It is split into four chapters, and each chapter serves a different purpose, deals with a different pain, heals a different heartache. milk and honey takes readers through a journey of the most bitter moments in life and finds sweetness in them because there is sweetness everywhere if you are just willing to look.
The last thing in the world I expected to feel when I finished Milk and Honey by Rupi Kaur was disappointment. The hype and praise around this book is immense and it was just one of those books that I expected to change my life a bit with it’s thoughtful beauty like it seems to have done with so many other people. Unfortunately it wasn’t meant to be and after I’d finished the book I was left wondering why there was so much praise around it.
I am notoriously hard to please when it comes to poetry, probably because I’m a poet myself and I tend to cross-examine books of poetry under a harsh microscope without realizing it. But I had such a feeling or certainty when I went into Milk and Honey that I would love it and it would change my world, etc, that I was really surprised at the end book how unmoved and disappointed I was.
Don’t get me wrong, I liked the IDEA behind the book and how it’s sorted into four parts – The Hurting, The Loving, The breaking and the Healing – but I thought the follow up was terrible.The poems were clunky and all over the place and didn’t seem to go anywhere. I liked a few, but none of them lit up my imagination or felt special in any way to me. I did like a few of Kaur’s poems but that was also a peeve: I LIKED them. Nothing more. It was frustrating that I so desperately wanted to be moved by the whole book and I just so wasn’t. I’m equally annoyed at myself that I didn’t find it.
Milk and Honey just wasn’t the book for me. I found it more disappointing than bad, and I’m sad that I’m in the very small pool of reader who didn’t think it was very good. It didn’t deliver to my head and my heart where it seems to with others. I write a lot of poetry myself and I do wonder if perhaps the biggest reason I didn’t enjoy M&H was because the poet inside me was disappointed and so the reader inside me couldn’t get past that and didn’t enjoy it either.
Have you read Milk and Honey? What did you think? Have you any poetry recommendations that you think I might enjoy? Tell me in the comments! 🙂