Milk and Honey, The Sun and Her Flowers, Homebody; what do all of these things have in common? These are all titles of poetry collections by Rupi Kaur, and we’re equally obsessed with all of them. Rupi Kaur has sold over 8 million copies of her work, these collections have also been translated into over 40 different languages. These poems tend to focus on love, loss, healing, trauma, feminity, and migration, and when we say these poems feel like a hug, well, you just have to believe us. Or you can stick around for a few minutes, read a couple of our favorite poems, and be the judge yourself. Let’s get started.
“and here you are living
despite it all”
Just right off the bat, this feels like something the kindest, longest friend we’ve had would say to us. Somehow these words perfectly mimic a big, warm hug right when we need it.
“I am not a victim of my life
What I went through
Pulled a warrior out of me
And it is my greatest honor to be her.”
If you’re someone who had a period in their life where they felt like they were just going through it, remind yourself today, and every day, for as long as you need, that no matter what happened, you survived, you came out on the other side, and you should be honored to simply be you.
“I want to apologize to all the women
I have called pretty.
Before I’ve called them intelligent or brave.
I am sorry I made it sound as though
Something as simple as what you’re born with
Is the most you have to be proud of
When your spirit has crushed mountains
From now on I will say things like, you are resilient
Or, you are extraordinary.
Not because I don’t think you’re pretty.
But because you are so much more than that. “
It’s no secret Rupi Kaur has a way with words, but this one blows us away. In the best way possible, it makes you think about how you talk about the women that are closest to you; it’s a gentle reminder that as women, we are here for so much more than to simply look pretty.
“Quiet down i begged my mind
Your overthinking is
Robbing us of joy.”
This piece hits home for a lot of us with overactive brains. Anxiety can come and be a thief of joy so quickly, that before we know it, we find ourselves pleading with our minds to just calm down. Pieces like this make us feel seen and heard.