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Professor Jenne' Rodey Andrews, M.F.A., is a highly regarded American poet, critic and memoirist. Recent work has appeared in former Autumn House Publisher Michael Simms' Vox Populi (over fifteen poems) The Passionate Transitory, Belletrist Coterie, The Adirondack Review and elsewhere.

Andrews' current ms of poetry Beautiful Dust was a finalist for the 2014 Autumn House and she recently withdrew the work from Salmon Ltd, Ireland to protest unmoderated bashing of American writers by Irish writers on the press's social media pages.

Her most recent collection, Blackbirds Dance in the Empire of Love, lauded by Robert Bly and endorsed by poets Jim Moore, Dawn Potter and Patricia Kirkpatrick, appeared from Finishing Line Press 2013. A booklength collection Beautiful Dust was 2014 finalist for the Autumn House Press Poetry Prize and solicited by Salmon Press, Ireland. Turning on work set in the West and her native Southwest the collection is under submission to 2019 publication prizes.

Andrews is currently hard at work on two new memoirs: The Shame Garden: A Woman Writes of Isolation, Despair and Self-Redemption, which in intensely wrought and imagistic prose poetry chronicles the anatomy of shame; it is the poet's late-in-life tour d'force, sending the reader through Dante's circles of hell, the sewers of Paris ala Les Mis, mano a mano confrontations with the Alien mater familias, fusing literary and vintage cinematic works in an elliptical dance with human history and experience of being Other. The poet has no idea of what will become of this work but hopes it finds a home as memoir with a small press.

A four part interview with Andrews went live at poet Maureen Doallas's blog Writing without Paper in 2010.

Other collections include the full-length Reunion, Lynx House Press, The Dark Animal of Liberty, Leaping Mountain Press, and In Pursuit of the Family, edited and published by Robert Bly and the Minnesota Writers Publishing House.

Her work has been anthologized in Heartland II, Northern Illinois University Press, 25 Minnesota Vols. I and II, Wingbone: An Anthology of Colorado Poetry, Women Poets of the Twin Cities, Oil and Water and Other Things that Don't Mix, and elsewhere.

Essays have appeared in MPR's Magazine, The Colorado Review, The Twin Falls Times News, and miscellaneous journals.

IIt is Prof. Andrews' belief that one's collection of poetry must be judged on the quality of its craft, voice, and language, not its themes.


With Mr. Bly the memoirist Patricia Hampl wrote a forward to her first collection and is considered the "mother" of the modern American memoir although she arguably shares this title with Mary Karr for Karr's The Liar's Club. Andrews mentored Karr in Minneapolis when the former was circa 19.

Professor Andrews has had an illustrious teaching career at Colorado State University and the University of Colorado where she taught prelaw students in the making of argument and the issues-oriented seminar The American West. She was the highest rated instructor in the University Writing program during her tenure at Boulder.

Currently Professor Andrews writes daily at age 70, having been rendered housebound in 2007 in a fall from a horse, at home with her lover and companion of thirty years the fiction writer Jack Brooks, ten new poems a month, and is working on an additional memoir about her pioneer roots, "Territory Fever: The Story of an Albuquerque Family," posted as chapters are finished to Loquaciously Yours where the poet has produced over 450 essays in the past decade on a variety of topics as well as book reviews. Upcoming: a review of Ethna McKiernan's new Salmon Collection.

Ms. Andrews is also a Civil Rights Advocate advocating in 2019 for the civil rights of the poet Ping Wang who recently won the AWP Award for Memoir.

In 2015, after a long battle, Andrews extracted her MFA in Creative Writing/Poetry from Colorado State University, begun and finished in the 80's, self-advocating under the Americans with Disabilities Act. In fact Andrews was instrumental in the Colorado Commission on Higher Education's approval of the MFA at CSU.

She is a literary fellow of the National Endowment for the Arts, the Minnesota Arts Board Fellowship, was short-listed for a Bush Foundation Fellowship, and was full-time Poet in Residence for the St. Paul Schools from '74-78.

She lived in St. Paul from 1971-78 during the first wave of the Twin Cities literary renaissance, one of the first poets to inaugurate The Loft Literary Center, co-founding Women Poets of the Twin Cities which as noted boosted the careers of Mary Karr, Ethna McKiernan and others, and spent the summer of 1973 in Reggio Calabria, Italy which gave rise to the "voluptuous prose-poetry" memoir Nightfall in Verona posted in entirety here, designated by arts maven and former friend Caroline Marshall of NPR The Writer Reads as "fabulous."

Circa 2010 Andrews also founded a poetry group on She Writes which included Dawn Potter, Katha Pollock and other noteworthy writers, and supported the work of Meg Waite Clayton, fiction writer in addition to mentoring a number of other up and coming writers.

There is no way to estimate the influence on the lives and work of the some 12,000 students k-12 she met and encouraged in the seventies, but the poet James Tolan has attributed his career to her work as it was anthologized in Heartland II, Lucien Stryk, Editor. Professor Stryk read the title poem of In Pursuit of the Family on NPR.

As noted the poet lives in northern Colorado's Poudre River Valley with her husband, fiction writer Jack Brooks; the couple's daily life is centered around writing and enjoying their beautiful imported Golden Retrievers;-- see the Ardorgold website for details. Contact: jenneandrews2010@gmail.com.

Signed copies of the Blackbirds Dance collection, endorsed by James Moore, Patricia Kirkpatrick and Dawn Potter, are available from the poet. She posts new work below and is available for mentorship and virtual readings via Skype.

She is happy to critique ms. of poetry, fiction and memoir for a small fee.

Sunday, January 2, 2011

The Love Song of the Coney Island Mermaid

I wrote the first draft of this poem for the One Shoot Sunday photo challenge-- at One Stop-- be sure to read the interview and see Danielle Kelly's other astounding photos.  Ever since the character/persona of Fabulosa sprang into my mind and heart, I've been entertaining a few revisions.  Hence, the revised version of "The Love Song of the Coney Island Mermaid" for One Shot Wednesday-- Enjoy!

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The Love Song of the Coney Island Mermaid  


(inspired by this photo by Danielle Kelly, Prufrock and Divina Is Divina by Jack Wiler.)

I hear the mermaids singing each to each...but I do not think they sing to me..."  Prufrock,  T.S. Eliot

Fabulosa goes to Coney because she/he is lonely
And it's a fine day to take the air along the sea
Or peddle an uncommon humanity

Fabulosa tilts her parasol, hidden behind the catastrophic
Confusion of her mammoth chiffon bow;
She is a sunburnt collision of then with now
Her tapered fingers tapping the cadence
She has forever heard
"I am man, woman, waxed Brazilian gaudy bird

Come here to reconnoiter in the throng
I do and don't belong
I know you understand;
Dance with me in summer's sand

Come closer; I'll whisper to you
Of the Bowery nights that drove me mad
So that I am now an objet d’arte, your Galahad
Even, my love,  your Guinevere
But in my New Year's lime chiffon 
Not austere

My home is neither land nor sea
I'm Trinidad's amphibious fait accompli
Moby Dick to your obsession
Let me stun you into my possession

Touch my neon fins
here and  there, and again. 
I never disappoint
I give you shock and awe-- 
I anoint:


Coney Island's a mermaid's town
We deep-six you until you drown
Lift this veil
To start the kiss and tell:
Submerge your weary heart
In my sea green Eliotian eyes.


Jenne' R. Andrews
Copyright January 2 2011






 *Trinidad:  sex-change capitol of U.S...


11 comments:

Maureen said...

Like what you did with all that gauze.

"I am man, woman, waxed Brazilian gaudy bird": great line.

Fireblossom said...

Get OUT. !!!!!

Great minds think alike, I guess, hmm?

I agree with Maureen, that line was exceptional. I also like the vernacular of "blow your mind" and "shock and awe" mixed in with the much different language of the rest.

My satire blog, which I deleted cos nobody seemed to get that it was a put-on, was called... wait for it...Objets D'art.

dustus said...

"And it's a fine day to take the air along the sea
Or peddle an uncommon humanity" those lines for me set a tone Eliot would have been proud of. "waxed Brazilian gaudy bird" was over-the-top! Great poetry.

hedgewitch said...

Most excellent. And a very nice ref to Prufrock. I love the androgenous Galahad/guinevere reconnoitering the throng and dancing in the sand. A tongue in cheek masterpiece.

signed...bkm said...

Very nice and really enjoyed the subtle rhyme and sound to the poem...the images you present are wonderful "a collision of then and now" great line..bkm

LeiffyV said...

Wow... shock and awe is right, never thought about the picture in this way but it does indeed shed some new light on it. Wonderful job with this offering, thanks for sharing!

Steve Isaak said...

Classic, sublime piece. Exemplary.

Marshy said...

this was another amazing write for this wonderful picture prompt...loved the brazillian but pulling in Arthurian references really hits the spot for me..pete

Anonymous said...

OK what's going on? Really intriguing m here... so many references - Galahad, Guinevere, Trinidad's techno daughter, Moby Dick, Coney, Fabulosa, Eliot.... beautifully-written, but amongst all of this I am swimming... intrigued. 'Eliotian eyes' is superb. The 'Trinidad's techno-daughter' felt very left-field, though I'm sure you have your reasons for it. I shall keep pondering...

Cheers

Luke @ WordSalad

Maria Pia Scholastica said...

Come closer; I'll whisper to you
of the Bowery nights that drove me mad
So that I am now an objet d’arte, your Galahad
Even, my love, your Guinevere
But I am not austere

poignant piece!
-Piccola

Jenne' R. Andrews said...

Thanks all-- I know it's quite over the top, so to speak; for my friends across "the pond"-- who may not know-- Trinidad is sex-change capital of U.S.... ah, well. xxxj