Apatía (another Villanelle)

Read the poem here: Apatía.

Another week, another entry in Spanish. This time it's another villanelle (I recently shared one in English: A Bushwick Villanelle). There's something haunting about a villanelle: how it seems obsessed with an idea, how it seems to move away from it only to come back from another angle. It was interesting to read a similar assessment in Stephen Fry's the 'Ode Less Traveled' and in 'The Making of a Poem: A Norton Anthology of Poetic Forms'. Both sources said that the villanelle's dark compulsions attract people with anxious personalities. And here I am, having written three villanelles (the third one is also in Spanish, perhaps I'm more anxious in my mother tongue?); I think I'm old enough not to feign surprise: yes, this makes sense, and I'm glad villanelles exist for angst-ridden types like me—on that note, my favorite poem in the form is probably "Antarctica", by Derek Mahon.

This particular poem deals with my tendency to neglect friendships and self-sabotage opportunities to establish relationships, it's probably not the only one that deals with it, but the echoes of the villanelle form suited the intent

Here's that link again: Apatía.