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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.

Saturday, November 5, 2011

DVerse Poetics: The Light Invading

Posting today in response to "color" prompt at DVerse Poets.  


The Light Invading

For some of us the light is too much,
How it barges into a room
Revealing the stains from old weeping,

The corners filled with the feathering dust
Of failed prayers and foregone conclusions.
But today the snowmelt curtains down

In an irrepressible white rain of light
It is too much and I ask it to leave
In turning the grayed blinds over;

If only I could unroll thick and heavy
Wine-dark curtains
To protect myself from the scrutiny
of the neighborly and probing day.

Only when the fingers of blue shadow
Travel over the grass gathering up the diamond
Refuse of last night’s falling stars

Do I let go into the pooling, wavering shadows
Of my bedroom, settling down into a bed
Of uneasy comfort, the old sun-gold dog
Dreaming, moaning, at time’s
Implacable foot.

xx
copyright Jenne' R. Andrews 2011

24 comments:

Brian Miller said...

moaning at time's implacable foot...nice close...love this...the things the light reveals can be a bit much...i write better at night as well in that cool shadow...nice piece jenne....

Anonymous said...

Nicely written - and I totally understand that feeling that light can be too much. Loved these lines:

The corners filled with the feathering dust
Of failed prayers and foregone conclusions.

Claudia said...

great and felt way on the colors jenne..the light barging into a room, revealing stains from old weeping is a great image..the snowmelt curtains...the feathering dust..the sun-gold dog...wondering if it's a golden retriever..my all time fav dogs..smiles

Victoria said...

Jen, you've used color to put me right inside the mind of the narrator and your verb choices are so, so good: barging, pooling. My fav stanza: Only when the fingers....Thank you for this.

Maureen said...

Full of your trademark lyricism, richly vivid images, and layered meaning. Lovely cadence.

Anonymous said...

Lovely!! My favorite is
"Only when the fingers of blue shadow
Travel over the grass gathering up the diamond
Refuse of last night’s falling stars"

Jenne' R. Andrews said...

oh thank you, friends-- I love our roundelay of words...xxxj

Lisa said...

revealing stains from old weeping. all the colors hue. beautiful.

Anonymous said...

nice. i especially like the opening.

Scarlet said...

you captured the scene and turmoil and uneasiness very well with colors.... time's implacable foot, perfect ending ~

Laurie Kolp said...

Beautiful images- curtains, blinds and all the colors- love the ending.

hedgewitch said...

The last two stanzas are really golden, not just with light, but with life and time.

Maude Lynn said...

"failed prayers and foregone conclusions"

I love that!

Anonymous said...

Really really lovely. I have to say I found time's implacable foot pretty cool, but I also really loved the falling stars, and the stains from old weeping. Just great. K.

Anonymous said...

You weave together all the parts to illuminate life's complexity. The piece feels like it was born whole.

Sheila said...

sometimes I think I am a vampire - lol. Especially when those migrains hit me which is what I thought of as I read this. lovely as always and are happy birthday wishes in order? :)

Richard Theodore Beck said...

maybe time is like love if you let it go maybe it will come back to you

Dave King said...

There is a lot of feeling and fresh imaging here, I think. A really enjoyable read.

Unknown said...

beautiful great use of colour ....thank you for sharing x

Kerry O'Connor said...

Gosh! This is so good. What imagery you have used to capture the emotion of a lonely heart.

Zoe said...

I'm with you - I want the wine dark curtains too.
I really like the anthropopathic day/neighbour with those curtains, and also the abruptness of the light in the opening stanza. Jen, I really like this - it resonates well and sucks me in completely. In the best possible way!

Heavens2Betsy said...

I found your words utterly beautiful. Utterly. penny

Maxwell Mead Williams Robinson Barry said...

smart take.

Anonymous said...

love your style! it captivates and moves me to ponder and visualize your lovely imagery. beautiful!