May My Words Be Clear

Written for:  Poets United – Wild Friday  (posted by Sanaa)
Poetry:  Milk and Honey~Kupi Kaur

“Have you ever read a poetry collection that makes you taste fire and storm? Have the words ever touched you so deeply you just had to voice your opinion?

“Milk and honey,” reveals a far more significant purpose. Kaur adapts to the fluidity of the modern age whilst retaining a sense of heritage, culture, and power. This is not poetry to become half-remembered on a dusty shelf as a ‘modern classic’, but to be read out loud, written in texts to loved ones, and learnt by heart.”

So, for our second Wild Friday at Poets United, I invite you to write poetry and offer the following two options:

1) Write a poem inspired by one or all of the quoted pieces from Rupi Kaur’s poetry collection, “Milk and Honey.” Tell us how you feel and what comes to mind while reading these poems.

2) Or, if your muse prefers something different, pick one poetry collection that has touched you deeply, and write a response poem. Feel free to address what affects you the most.

My Selection:

(iii)

did you think I was a city
big enough for a weekend getaway
I am the town surrounding it
the one you’ve never heard of but always pass through
there are no neon lights here
no skyscrapers or statues
but there is thunder for i make bridges tremble
I am not street meat i am homemade jam
thick enough to cut the sweetest thing your lips will touch
I am not police sirens
I am the crackle of a fireplace
I’d burn you and you still couldn’t take your eyes off me
cause I’d look so beautiful doing it
you’d blush
I am not a hotel room I am home
I am not the whiskey you want
I am the water you need
don’t come here with expectations
and try to make a vacation out of me.

Here is a woman
so sure of her identity–
thunder, thick homemade jam,
crackle of a fireplace–
that her inner and outer
beauty are one, and easily
recognizable. She is not
a one-night stand, complete
with drinks. She tells you
outright of the life she
expects and deserves. If
a man wants to share
that life with her, he will
know, upfront, of the
strength and independence
she possesses.  Like burning
candy, she is equal parts
fire and sweetness.

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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22 Responses to May My Words Be Clear

  1. sanaarizvi says:

    Oh my goodness this is a most stunning poem, Sara!! ❤️ So much to love here especially; “thunder, thick homemade jam, crackle of a fireplace– that her inner and outer beauty are one.” It deserves a countless reads! 😀 Thank you so much for writing to the prompt! ❤️

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  2. susanstoo says:

    Ah! Burning candy! I think it is well to hesitate before attempting to touch.

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  3. jaerose37 says:

    This builds image after wonderful image into a resolute end

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  4. Lori says:

    “Like burning candy” reminds me of those hot cinnamon kisses we would get at Valentine’s. They started sweet and would slowly build to a burn, only those who could stand the heat would ever eat them. I love the poem you picked and your response to it. There is a feeling of empowerment, I know who I am and if you can’t see me in the same way then don’t bother me at all.

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  5. Vivian Zems says:

    So strong, so vivid and a beautiful description
    of ‘woman.’

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  6. A whole woman of a poem. And how lucky for the one who choose to be chosen by her. Seriously, how many gifts come with instructions.

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  7. oldegg says:

    How we all should aspire to have such strength and confidence. I really enjoyed this poem.

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  8. Margaret Elizabeth Bednar says:

    This is the poem that made me decide I MUST buy this book!

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  9. Strong …. beautiful!

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