La vida es un fandango

Synopsis

Begoña García Martínez opens her collection with an author's note that reads as a statement of intent: poetry as emergency exit, as a way of surviving a fire still burning beneath the skin. From there, the book unfolds in three sections, each titled with an aphorism about dance and devoted to a different stage of emotional grief. The first, «Este baile no es contigo, es conmigo», traces the end of a relationship and the slow learning of how to dance alone, with the sea as refuge and rock climbing as a metaphor for the risks of love. The second, «Lo difícil no es aprenderse el baile, sino, bailar sin vosotros», is the most painful: it gathers the real losses of people close to the author during 2023—among them a friend named Miguel—and turns collective mourning into shared elegy. The third, «No importa lo que dure el baile, lo que verdaderamente importa, es su intensidad», recounts a brief, intense love affair lived between Barcelona and Madrid, punctuated by one poem written entirely in Catalan that deliberately breaks with the language of the rest of the book. The collection closes with two lyric letters the author writes to herself—one from her poetic self, one from her narrative self—and an epilogue that distils the journey into three tenses: we were, we are, we will be. Throughout, musical epigraphs drawn from artists and writers including Benedetti, Bukowski, Elvira Sastre, Karmelo C. Iribarren, and bands such as Fuel Fandango, Viva Suecia and Extremoduro build an explicit soundtrack that places the book within the tradition of contemporary Spanish confessional poetry, while never surrendering a voice that is physical, personal and entirely unaffected.

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