Currently Consuming: the sun and her flowers by Rupi Kaur

(Inter)national Poetry Month

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sunandherflowers

So painful and real – so beautiful.

About: the sun and her flowers is the second poetry book by Rupi Kaur and it is just as good as her first. Similar to Milk and Honey, this book is contains some painful and emotional moments from Kaur’s life.

The book is broken up into five sections:
wilting, falling, rooting, rising, and blooming. The book seems to follow the journey of a flower, and tends to have a focus on love, emotional well being, and healing, all the while intersecting the work with pain.

Why: It’s (Inter)National Poetry Month!

Also I’ve previously read and really enjoyed Kaur’s first poetry collection, Milk and Honey. To be honest, her poetry can be quite confronting – her poetry makes me feel.

Best Bits: Shh, I was going to do a full review of this book but didn’t finish it reading it in time 😮 I know, I am the worst 😛 So just a quite heads up the below favourites are only from the first, wilting, section.

Once again, there aren’t any names of poems so, the below are the first lines and page numbers:

  • ‘it isn’t what we left behind’ – pg 21.
  • ‘i can still see our the construction hats lying’ – pg 22.
  • ‘you ask’ – pg 53.

Thoughts so far: Aside from how much I enjoy Kaur’s poetry, I am really digging the physical nature of the book. It is so much more thicker than Milk and Honey. Not only are there more poems, but the illustrations that sometimes littered Milk and Honey, are everywhere in the sun and her flower. The book is an interesting one to read and I am really liking how the book has been sectioned off.

The book that I am reading is a library book and I am really enjoying looking at the dogeared pages (they didn’t come to me already folded over but you can still see the indents). I really like reading a poem and seeing the crinkle in the corner, how did this poem speak to the previous reader? How did it effect them? I find myself smiling when I see a poem that has affected me has an indented corner. The shared emotions between not only myself and the poet but with a wider, unknown reader – is incredibly invigorating.


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