I think poetry forms are a bit like school subjects: some just click, and you feel as though the jargon of the subject is your native tongue, while others are an endless struggle in a foreign land. The villanelle is my quantum physics (pleasurable to speak) and (at the moment) the tulip is my ge…
That’s a great way to think of it. I’m just stubborn, and used to want to beat the form into submission. Obviously I’ve learned (yes, the hard way) that this method doesn’t work! It’s either there, or it’s not. We need to know when to walk away.
I do see villanelle as a challenge, which means I need to keep trying. Thanks for the new inspiration!