Book Review: Milk and Honey, the nonexistent review 8


No stars. What about needles?

Because I need Botox now! Due to all the squinting, frowning, and gaping and all the other facial expression I made reading this book! 😲😣😫😖😳

So this is a nonexistent review. This is where I’m completely perplexed and don’t know what to say and I just hope that you stick around while I babble about it.

About the book

Milk and Honey, by Rupi Kaur
milk and honey is a collection of poetry and prose about survival. It is about the experience of violence, abuse, love, loss, and femininity. It is split into four chapters, and each chapter serves a different purpose, deals with a different pain, heals a different heartache. milk and honey takes readers through a journey of the most bitter moments in life and finds sweetness in them because there is sweetness everywhere if you are just willing to look.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Review

How about we go together to get Botox and get a group discount? Because I know you are probably also squinting, frowning, and gaping.

SO D… YOU REALLY DIDN’T GIVE THIS BOOK A FIVE-STAR REVIEW LIKE THE REST OF THE PLANET????

What are you??? An Alien???? 👽

Come on. SMH! By now you should now that I am not an alien. Wrong creature. I’m a sprite. [you can read more about us, the inhabitants, HERE]. 😎

But you are probably right. There must be something wrong with me. Maybe this is another “When the disciple is ready the master appears”  book, like The Little Prince and Cinder. I HATED Cinder the first time I read it. Now I ADORE it. So go figure, huh?

I guess poetry means something else for me right now. Maybe  I need to evolve more. But I really didn’t enjoy this book AT ALL.😳

I was like “awww” “huh??” “ewww” “awww” “oooohh” “yuk!”

Reading this book for me was like… let’s see… How do I explain it??? It’s like if you were dragging yourself through a scorching desert, dying of thirst. Someone offers you a frosted glass of cold crystalline liquid… You desperately reach for the glass… gulp the liquid down… and… it’s vodka!

Is vodka bad? No way! Is awesome! But not when you were dying of thirst!

It was actually worse than that. It’s like one gulp was water, and then the next was vodka, and the next was thick, warm, oatmeal.

Hellooooo, not nice!”

There was no consistency whatsoever! I was really annoyed! It seemed to have been written by Legion. You know, the many in one demon in the famous scene of The Exorcist III…

Mark 5:9

For Jesus had already declared, “Come out of this man, you unclean spirit! What is your name?” Jesus asked. “My name is Legion, he replied, “for we are many.”

If I had to rate my experience with this book, I had to be poem by poem. Something like…

Page 1 – HUH? NOPE ZERO

Page 2 – ARE YOU KIDDING ME? MINUS 1!

Page 3 – Awwwww – Five!

Page 4 – Huh? hummmm ooook I guess.. Three!

Page 5 – NOOOOO NOT AGAIN! UGH DON’T. DO. THAT. MINUS FIVE!!

And so forth…

What about you my dear earthens?  have you read this book? Since you ARE indeed from this planet… Did you like it????

Thank you for visiting!

PinterestTwitterGoodreadsAmazonBloglovinInstagram


Leave a comment

Your email address will not be published.

8 thoughts on “Book Review: Milk and Honey, the nonexistent review

  • Kristen @ Metaphors and Moonlight

    Ummm, fear of needles over here, so I’m definitely not joining your botox group lol.

    Well this was certainly a unique not-review. I guess it makes sense that you’d like some of the poems more than others. It’s weird because I like reading poems and things on Pinterest, but I never actually want to read poetry books? I’ve heard great things about this one though, so I guess you are the odd one out. Don’t feel bad, I’m often the odd one out too 😛

  • chucklesthescot

    I don’t like poetry anyway so things like this are never on my radar! But this is why I don’t like reading anthologies of short stories either-you struggle through the meh and the blah to find the odd happy dance moment then you’re covered in meh again…

  • Lola

    Nope I haven’t read this one. I don’t normally pick up poetry, I guess I often feel like I am missing something when reading poetry? Poetry reminds me of literature classes in high school were we had to unearth the hidden meaning and symbolism from a poem. Although I am sure reading poetry for fun is better than when you’re forced to read it. It sounds like this one didn’t work for you at all. I hope your next read is better.