Rumaan Alam: Rupi Kaur Is the Writer of the Decade
Rupi Kaur has
published two books: 2015’s Milk and Honey, 2017’s The Sun
and Her Flowers. Her epigrammatic verse is spare, the offspring of
classical aphorism (if you’re feeling generous) and the language of self-help.
The poems have a confessional, earnest manner; disarmingly full of feeling,
they can be easy to dismiss. Nevertheless, Rupi Kaur, a Canadian poet who is
not yet 30 years old, is the writer of the decade.
Kaur’s writing is not
itself to my taste. She writes, in “the breaking”:
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
big enough for a weekend getaway
i am the town surrounding it
the one you’ve never heard of
but always pass through
Beyond the affectation
of the lowercase letters, I find the metaphor impenetrable—the speaker is ... a
suburb? Further, I’m not an especial fan of the line drawings (they look like
outsider art) that often accompany her poetry.
But Kaur’s achievement
as an artist is the extent to which her work embodies, formally, the technology
that defines contemporary life: smartphones and the internet. (Perhaps you
could say the same of the novels now considered classics that were originally
published serially in newspapers.) I’d argue that many of the writers currently
being discussed as the most significant of the last decade write in
direct opposition to the pervasive influence of the internet.
Karl Ove Knausgaard, Rachel Cusk, and Ben Lerner (to name but three of our
best) are interested in the single analog consciousness as a filter through
which to see the world. If you think their experiment is the most important of
the last 10 years, you’re probably (sorry) old.... read more: https://newrepublic.com/article/155930/rupi-kaur-writer-decade