ru pi   ka ur

4 ottobre 1992
queen of the 'instapoets'
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your mother
is in the habit of
offering more love
than you can cary

your father is absent

you are a war
the border between two countries
the collateral damage
the paradox that joins the two
but also splits them apart
pag 32  -rupi kaur

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sometimes
the apology
never comes
when it is wanted

and when it comes
it is neither wanted
nor needed

you are too late -  pag 163 - rupi kaur

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you cannot leave
and have me too
i cannot exist in
two places at once
when you ask if we can still be friends - rupi kaur

fb/rk - 28.11.2018

 

 


it takes grace
to remain kind
in cruel situations

 

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the thing about having
an alcoholic parent
is an alcoholic parent
does not exist.
simply
an alcoholic
who could not stay sober
long enough to raise their kids

 

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your name is

the strongest

positive and negative

connotation in any language

it either lights me up or

leaves me aching for days

pag 67  -rupi kaur

 

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you must
want to spend
the rest of your life
with yourself
first

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il guarire
devi instaurare una relazione
con te stessa
prima di chiunque alto

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milk and honey

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Una poesia breve, vissuta e schietta che affronta temi imprescindibili come il femminismo, l’amore, il trauma e la guarigione in versi che scorrono veloci come musica.

the new york times


punjabi  ਰੂਪੀ ਕੌਰ  -  october 4, 1992 - queen of the  i n s t a p o e t s

the term 'insta poet' is often touted when describing rupi.    i asked what her thoughts were .   she responded :

. it depends on the connotation, there's some people that have used it positively because they're like :  'oh this is incredible because i never read poetry but feel this in my heart and i saw it through a platform that i used all the time' - and then there's the other consideration where  :   'this is insta poetry and not real poetry' - that's interesting because i think it's demeaning to my readers.   many of whom are young women .
stephanie pak - arcadia magazine - fb/rk 17.10.2018

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Kaur was born into a Sikh family in Punjab, India. She immigrated to Canada with her parents when she was four years old. Unable to speak English with other children at her school, Kaur was inspired by her mother to draw and paint. She would write poems to her friends on their birthdays and messages to her middle school crushes. She attended Turner Fenton Secondary School.
Kaur studied rhetoric and professional writing at the University of Waterloo. Later, she and her family moved to Brampton.   She currently resides in Toronto, Ontario.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rupi_Kaur  -   www.illibraio.it/autori/rupi-kaur
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nella scrittura di rupi kaur non ci sono maiuscole

quando comincio a scrivere poesia alle superiori ho un profondo desiderio di scrivere nella mia lingua madre. c’è bellezza nel suo disegno. la gurmukhi è una scrittura punjabi che usa solo il punto. nessun altro segno d’interpunzione. tutte le lettere sono trattate allo stesso modo. nessuna distinzione tra maiuscole e minuscole. mi piace questa semplicità. quant’è simmetrica e assolutamente inequivocabile. per un po’ cerco di scrivere poesia in punjabi. ma non ci riesco perché non so utilizzare questa lingua in modo abbastanza viscerale. mi domando cosa accadrebbe se includessi alcune sue caratteristiche nelle mie opere in inglese. solo punti. tutto in minuscolo. è così che nasce la forma visiva di milk and honey.
redazione elle.com - 2018

omaggio alla sua prima lingua, il gurmukhi, considerato sacro :  nella scrittura gurmukhi tutte le lettere sono trattate allo stesso modo.   

mi piace questa semplicità.    questa simmetria e questo andare sempre avanti.    è una rappresentazione visuale di quello che vorrei vedere più spesso nel mondo:    uguaglianza. per proteggere questi piccoli dettagli della mia lingua li includo in quest’altra lingua ...
Milk and honey è diviso in quattro parti o fasi  :  the hurting-il ferire, the loving-l’amare, the breaking-lo spezzare, the healing-il guarire.
mio padre una volta mi ha detto che il miele è l’unica cosa che non muore. non importa da quanto tempo è in quel barattolo, dieci anni o cento, il miele, nel suo stato naturale e grezzo, vive per sempre, e penso che sia semplicemente la cosa più bella ...

www.tropismi.it/rupi-kaur-parole-di-miele

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trovi che il messaggio della poesia sia potenziato o annacquato dal mezzo social network ?
La questione si può vedere da due punti di vista del tutto diversi. Da una parte i social network potenziano immensamente il messaggio, non credo che - almeno dove vivo io, in Canada - la comunità letteraria sarebbe disposta ad apprezzare un libro come il mio milk and honey, perché non lo sente come proprio.    È un libro che non ha nulla di canadese, arriva da una giovane immigrata dalla pelle marrone e quindi passerebbe sotto silenzio se non avesse dalla sua parte la forza dei social network.     D’altro canto i social non sono il luogo d’elezione della comunità di chi fa letteratura:  si parla di Instapoets infatti, con un tono un po’ dispregiativo.    Il mio sforzo quindi sin dall’inizio è stato bilanciare queste due forze:   far accettare la mia poesia dalla comunità degli addetti ai lavori e degli scrittori e al tempo stesso diffonderla tra il grande pubblico attraverso i nuovi media .
www.mangialibri.com/interviste/intervista-rupi-kaur

She inherited her love of art from her mother and began drawing and painting at five years old.   She continued her art into her teens, but at the age of seventeen began to focus more in writing and performing.
www.famousbirthdays.com/people/rupi-kaur.html
www.thoughtco.com/5-surprising-facts-about-rupi-kaur

Uncomplicated and concise    Kaur’s poetry has been criticized for being too simplistic.    Parody accounts have shown up on Twitter that intend to show how easy it is to write a Rupi Kaur poem – the gist being you take any conversation, format it in all lowercase and insert random line breaks.

With almost 2 million followers, Kaur has made her straightforward poetry about love, heartbreak and womanhood a global sensation .
shannon carlin - www.rollingstone.com/meet-rupi-kaur-queen-of-the-instapoets

Rupi Kaur non ha bisogno di presentazioni: è la poetessa di Instagram, ha sovvertito il mercato editoriale dimostrando che la poesia e l’autopubblicazione vendono.   Questo grazie alla popolarità acquisita sui social network, certo, ma i like non bastano affinché un’opera letteraria funzioni.   Ciò che rende merito a Kaur è aver reso la poesia accessibile a chi usa i social come veicolo principale per comprendere il mondo e sé stessi.   La sua fortuna è aver colto il compromesso perfetto fra l’aura della poesia e il meccanismo che rende virale la parola scritta.   La sua è una lingua semplice ma non semplificata, immediata e che parla per immagini potenti. Potremmo scrollarne le pagine come in un feed e toccherebbe comunque il cuore .
marta traverso - mangialibri.com - 2019

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- classifica dei primi dieci poeti piu venduti in america 2017   :   1a - rupi kaur

- CLASSIFICA ITALIA 2017-2018  :  3A RUPI KAUR

- traduzioni in circa 35 lingue : al 2019

piegodilibri.it - poesia.argonline.it

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the sun and her flowers
il sole e i suoi fiori

 

 

 

 

Rupi Kaur ha cominciato a scrivere poesie per guarire, per dare un nome a ciò che il corpo non dimentica, per accorgersi di essere ancora intera.

la repubblica

 

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being an immigrant is a funny little thing.    i’ve spent a lot of time thinking about what it means for me. because whether i like it or not- it has impacted a majority of my life.    i grew up.    like many of you immigrant children. teeter-tottering two very different worlds. at home i had to be the obedient little girl who did exactly as she was told- or suffer the consequences.   i spoke when spoken to. could not change my appearance or attitude to fit in with the other kids. that’s how the culture was.
at school i tried so badly to be like every other western kid.   but given the strictness i lived with- that wasn’t easy.    whether at home or school it felt like i was always losing.    it was impossible to fit into either of these places completely.    which left me feeling like an outcast in both.
when i stepped into my early twenties and finally had some agency i eventually embraced my immigrant history.     it's something many of us go through.    and i laughed to myself when i realized something: i feel so brown when i’m in canada. so brown. because that automatically sets me apart here - and hardly ever for the right reasons. and then i go back to punjab. and holyyyyyyyy mother.    i feel so godamn canadian.    when we’re hanging out in the village and there’s water buffalo and chickens roaming around our front yard - i forget my brownness for a second (cause big whoop- over there everyone is brown and busy dealing with greater oppressive forces).    and that’s how i came to write this poem.    i realized that being an immigrant feels like being a bridge between both countries.     i can’t fully step into and just belong to one.   i’m somewhere in the middle.   being an immigrant is being the bridge between the last generation and the next.   and damn.    that’s a beautiful thing.
#thesunandherflowers

 

 

 

 

 

 




they have no idea what it's 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 - rupi kaur
fb/rk - 14.1.2019

 

 

 

 

 

ora
non è il momento
di tacere
nè di farsi spazio
visto che di spazio non ne abbiamo avuto
ora
è il momento
di essere sfacciati
fare tutto il rumore che ci serve
per farci sentire

non piango per infelicità
piango perchè pur avendo tutto
sono infelice
pag 98

 

 

stiamo morendo
fin da quando siamo qui
scordando di goderci il panorama
vivere appieno - pag 82

 


eri mio
e la mia vita era piena
non sei più mio
e la mia vita
è piena
pag 83

 

 

 

hai portato il sole con te
andandotene
pag 35

 

 

 

ho teso la mano verso l'ultimo mazzo di fiori
che mi hai regalato
e che ora appassivano nel vaso
uno
a
uno
li ho decapitati
e mangiati
pag 15

 

 
stamattina
ho detto ai fiori
cosa farei per te
e sono sbocciati
pag 176


 

abbandonare la sua terra
non fu facile per mia madre
ancora la sorprendo a cercarla
nei film stranieri
e nel reparto cibi esotici
pag 123

 


quando nevica
bramo l'erba
quando cresce l'erba
la calpesto
quando le foglie cambiano colore
imploro fiori
quando sbocciano fiori
li colgo
. ingrata - pag 74

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when snow falls
i long for grass
when grass grows
i walk all over it
when leaves change color
i beg for flowers
when flowers bloom
i pick them

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VIDEO
www.facebook.com/rupikaurpoetry/videos  -  rupi kaur on her process in creating illustrations for her poems
www.facebook.com/rupikaurpoetry/videos  -  rupi kaur performs the poem fingers from her book the sun and her flowers

https://youtu.be/RlToQQfSlLA   -  i'm taking my body back
https://youtu.be/UtS9faxf_5E  -  intervista - 2018

 
    
https://youtu.be/EHkFFA5iGlc  -  rupi kaur reads timeless from her poetry collection the sun and her flowers - 2018

   

the sun and her flowers all yours.   it has been an absolute honour to design this hardcover.   i wanted to create a beautiful memory that spoke to what’s inside #thesunandherflowers. something i’d be proud to see on your bookshelves.    i hope you’ll enjoy having it as much as i enjoyed making it for you .

fb/rk - 23.10.2018

BOOKS

www.amazon.it/Sun-Her-Flowers-Kaur-Rupi
www.amazon.it/honey-Parole-damore-perdita-rinascita
www.theguardian.com/books/rupi-kaur-milk-and-honey  -  www.citynow.it/milk-and-honey-rupi-kaur
www.illibraio.it/milk-and-honey-poesie-rupi-kaur  -  www.illibraio.it/the-sun-and-her-flowers-rupi-kaur

i won't let go cause
being alone hurts more
than chasing someone who's left
but if you've left
aren't i already alone
and surviving it
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there is
nothing left
to worry about
the sun and her flowers are here
- rupi kaur

 


bees came for honey
flowers giggled as they
undressed themselves
for the taking
the sun smiled
the second birth -rupi kaur

the sun and her flowers

 

 

 

trust your body
it reacts to right and wrong
better than your mind does

it is speaking to you - rupi kaur
pag 212 the sun and the flowers

 

 
you might not have been my first love
but you were the love that made
all the other loves
irrelevant
- rupi kaur

let it go
let it leave
let it happen
nothing
in this world
was promised or
belonged to you
anyway
all you own is yourself - rupi kaur

 


perhaps i don't deserve
nice things cause i am
paying for sins i don't
remember
- rupi kaur

 

 

 

like the rainbow
after the rain
joy will reveal itself
after sorrow
16.11.2018 - twitter 

 

 

 

 

it isn't what we left behind
that breaks me
its what we could've built
had we stayed

- rupi kaur

social
today on #worldmentalhealthday i reflect on my own experiences with anxiety and depression.
it is the most difficult thing i’ve gone through. i reflect on the experiences of my parents and friends. i’ve seen how their lives and minds can deteriorate without proper care. many of us come from communities where “mental health” doesn’t exist and we are told depression can be cured with positive thinking and by keeping your head up. our experiences are intersectional so it’s impossible for me to encapsulate all my thoughts in one caption but i want to say: even when you feel most alone. especially when you feel most alone. you must remember we are right here with you. reach out to friends and family. friends and family i need you to reach out to those who you think are suffering and let them know you are on standby for support. to listen and let them be heard. together we can teach each other. and overcome diseases that are now one of the leading causes of death in our world.
sending all my love and light to you my beautiful people.
- rupi

yesterday
when i woke up
the sun fell to the ground and rolled away
flowers beheaded themselves
all that's left alive here is me
and i barely feel like living
. depression is a shadow living inside me - rupi kaur
fb/rk - 11.10.2018


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i social media cambiano la natura della poesia  ? 

Alcune persone dicono che questa è solo una cosa temporanea ma spero che non sia così. I social media stanno cambiando così tante diverse industrie che il mondo del libro è solo uno di questi. Credo sia fantastico soprattutto per le persone che altrimenti non avrebbero accesso all’industria editoriale o che altrimenti non avrebbero la rete o le risorse per fare strada attraverso quella porta . -rk
cecilia capurso - secolo-trentino.com - 2019

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truth be told i felt a little bad about touring across the states and leaving my home out of it.

also your guilt tripping worked wonders. the amount of comments i got from angry canadians (and it takes a lot for us to get angry) had me so shook i knew i had to do a quick swing across canada before the holiday season. edmonton vancouver toronto you ready????? it’s about to be homecoming week dec 10-15. let’s do this ✨ presale tickets go on sale november 12 at 10 am local time. the presale code is sunflowers
fb/rk - 9.11.2018

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last week i landed in japan for a long overdue personal trip and i have to express my gratitude to this sacred land and its warm people.

it has been such an incredible experience to be enriched in a culture so very different from my own.    i am learning a lot and enjoying the space.    the cities.    the villages.     the food.   oh my god the food.     it is magnificent !!!     i’m in awe of many things here and can’t wait to share them with you over the next weeks.     here is a page from the japanese edition of  ‘milk and honey’ . it feels fitting to share this poem because the illustration was an interpretation of ’the great wave off kanagawa’  a famous world renowned woodblock print by the japanese artist hokusai.   it’s been one of my favourite pieces of art since i was a little girl and now to be here.    in the place where it began is humbling.

p.s.    it’s 11 a.m. right now and a delicious cup of coffee and fluffy japanese pancakes await me in one of these bustling osaka streets .     i hope you’re taking care of yourselves.    can’t wait to share more.    if you have any must see/must do items  -    leave them in the comments !     i love you.
fb/rk - 16.11.2018

i am water
soft enough
to offer life
tough enough
to drown it away
-rupi kaur

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my beautiful readers.

for years you’ve asked how you can put the poetry on your walls.        i’m honoured to share my new collection of canvas art pieces exclusively on Aspeth.         the poetry now lives on a creamy natural canvas.        i can’t wait for it to be hung on the walls of your home.      each piece is hand-made ... signed and dated by yours truly ...
fb/rk - 12.12.2018
facebook.com/rupikaurpoetry/videos

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love for yourself .    love for others .     love to the world .     its people.     the earth .    

finding your passions .    the fights that need to be fought .  

continuing to raise our voice against injustices .    

doing .    moving  .     building .     and striving for the light .
fb/rk - 31.12.2018

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anche se le si separa

finiscono per riunirsi

non si possono separare gli amanti

per quanto

le strappi con la pinzetta

le mie sopracciglia trovano

sempre la strada

per stare insieme

. monosopracciglio

the sun and her flowers - il sole e i suoi fiori - pag 217





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