The sun and her flowers (El sol y sus flores) - Rupi Kaur

          Sinopsis:

Segundo y poderoso poemario de esta autora best seller. Dividido en cinco movimientos (marchitarse; caer; enraizar; crecer; florecer), este poemario se desliza desde las profundidades de un desamor y el dolor que conlleva hasta la fuerza y la alegría que pueden florecer tras ese sufrimiento. Un vibrante y trascendental viaje sobre el crecimiento y la curación, la descendencia y el honor por las raíces de uno, la expatriación y la búsqueda del hogar en uno mismo. «Rupi Kaur está derrumbando los muros del sector editorial», The New York Times. «Otras maneras de usar la boca es, desde hace tiempo, el libro más vendido en Estados Unidos. Pero le ha salido un duro competidor: El sol y sus flores, su segundo poemario», Los Angeles Times. La autora que se ha convertido en la voz más poderosa de la actualidad y la conciencia de toda una generación.

Reseña:

Un libro fácil de leer, para los que estamos incursionando en este idioma (lo leí en su idioma original) Me ha parecido que la autora escribe lo que vive… Desde el primer enamoramiento, la desilusión, su condición de primera hija de padres inmigrantes y todo lo que vivió por eso, añadiendo también su situación como mujer ante la sociedad.

No sé si realmente lo vivió ella, pero hay un punto que me parece importante dentro de la lectura, y habla de cómo su ex novio la violó, parece que era una persona muy tóxica, tanto, que la acostumbró a los malos tratos y ella simplemente lo veía normal. Por eso, cuando nuevamente conoce el amor, no sabe cómo tratarle.

Pasado todo lo anterior, todos sus sufrimientos, empieza a sanar, en sus poemas, dice que las flores han crecido en ella porque es morena y la confunden con el color de la tierra. Un libro bello, escrito desde lo más profundo del corazón, con múltiples dibujos y poemas, dirigido a todas esas mujeres que han sufrido, pero siento que le falta algo, tal vez ese tipo de literatura no va con mi edad. 

Recomendado.

Frases:

You left and i wanted you still yet i deserved someone who was willing to stay

It isn’t what we left behind that breaks me it’s what we could’ve built had we stayed

The hummingbirds tell me you’ve changed your hair i tell them i don’t care while listening to them describe every detail

Could take the abuse i could not take the absence i knew i was beating a dead thing but did it matter if the thing was dead when at the very least i had it

Loving you was breathing but that breath disappearing before it filled my lungs - when it goes too soon

What does love look like the therapist asks one week after the breakup and i’m not sure how to answer her question except for the fact that i thought love looked so much like you

Don’t think love is him anymore i repeat i think love never was i think i just wanted something

And he took wrapped me in the word special until i was so convinced he had eyes only to see me hands only to feel me a body only to be with me oh how he emptied me

Think love starts here everything else is just desire and projection of all our wants needs and fantasies but those externalities could never work out

Love does not look like a person love is our actions love is giving all we can even if it’s just the bigger slice of cake love is understanding

Love is figuring out all the kind sweetness we deserve and when someone shows up saying they will provide it as you do but their actions seem to break you rather than build you love is knowing whom to choose

You cannot walk in and out of me like a revolving door i have too many miracles happening inside me to be your convenient option

You took the sun with you when you left

How many months did it take before you stopped thinking of me

If i’m not the love of your life i’ll be the greatest loss instead

The person i fell in love with was a mirage

We are angry at other people for not doing what we should have done for ourselves

I hear a thousand kind words about me and it makes no difference yet i hear one insult and all confidence shatters

 we have been dying since we got here and forgot to enjoy the view - live fully

You were mine and my life was full you are no longer mine and my life is full

This place makes me the kind of exhausted that has nothing to do with sleep and everything to do with the people around me - introvert

Despite knowing they won’t be here for long they still choose to live their brightest lives - sunflowers

Hate this body i must have done something terrible to deserve it

I just learn to act like a lady but the problem is that doesn’t even make sense

The way you speak of yourself the way you degrade yourself into smallness is abuse - self-harm

What is stronger than the human heart which shatters over and over and still lives

They have no idea what it is like to lose home at the risk of never finding home again to have your entire life split between two lands and become the bridge between two countries - immigrant

Am sorry this world could not keep you safe may your journey home be a soft and peaceful one - rest in peace

When your mother dies fly back for the funeral money comes and goes a mother is once in a lifetime

There was no rule book for how to be the first woman in your lineage to raise a family on a strange land by yourself

Two university degrees that meant nothing

What am i to do with you if my idea of love is violence but you are sweet

It is a trillion-dollar industry that would collapse if we believed we were beautiful enough already

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