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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, October 23, 2011

New Poem for Magpie Tales & Beyond: Breathless


I've had the good fortune to review Tess Kincaid's new book, Patina.  Check out my review and share the link. xxxj 

Photograph:  Lee Friedlander, from America by Car




Breathless

He would pull up to my brownstone and my heart
-- it would race oh yes;
I could look down from the third floor and see
His arm and his hand there
Resting near the rear-view mirror.

What did he see in that rear view?
His marriage, going to seed like a dandelion field.
His weedy progeny, all five with his almond eyes,
His provocateur smile, stair-step little girls with one
Unaccountable boy in the middle--

And heart racing I would rev up the VW
And follow him “up North” he would say
Over the near winter that is Minnesota fall, through
The pastures and the sumacs on fire, the halo of light
From the trees all around us.

In my rear-view mirror:  Colorado.  A life I’d bolted from
My family rocking in the leaking boat of isolation
Mother and father ill;
Ahead of me the instantaneous fire between us,
The unavoidable breathlessness;
His mouth on my breasts. "I was improperly
weaned," he would say, and how gladly we collapsed
Into the haystack in  the barn feeding 
the goats or in the house
Against the dresser

Hungry, hungry.  How I miss the burning that drove me
Through the middle decades, thirties, forties, fifties;
How ripe the flesh, how alternately wounded and then
Undaunted again, always in that climbing g-force
anticipation

But there was no avoiding what lay ahead
On the glistening road, that one layered with black ice.
It would be an Indy 500 gone awry,
trainwreck, heartbreak, and we knew it

And we went down into the sheets, body to body
Anyway, tearing at each other in English and Spanish
Awash in our sweat, paying the piper in low moans
And arching spine and yeses,
For that salty and long ago rear-view dream
It all became.



Many thanks to Tess Kincaid for another great poetry stimulus at Magpie Tales.

12 comments:

Anonymous said...

Lovely, sensual, very particular in detail and yet with a universal edge. Love the use of the prompt. K.

JJ Roa Rodriguez said...

sexy take on the prompt... nice one!

have a great week ahead!

JJRod'z

Berowne said...

"My family rocking in the leaking boat of isolation."
Face it, Jenne; you can write!

earlybird said...

Oh YES! Really original use of these rear view mirrors. Breathless lust - the inevitable 'glistening road... layered with black ice.'

robkistner said...

loved this jenne', and the closing line was fine... we all have a few of those smoldering deliciously in the rear-view...

Tumblewords: said...

Powerful and sensuous. A stop-the-breath read!

Kay said...

'paying the piper in low moans'...fabulous magpie!!

Zoe said...

those rear view mirrors are what gives these exquisitely evocative lines their inner strength. I am surprised at the depth of sadness this one calls up in me. Beautifully executed, as so often is the case with you. :D

Isabel Doyle said...

hindsight never gets us anywhere
brilliant response

Chronicles of Illusions said...

brilliant response to the theme- loved it

Mystic_Mom said...

Lovely Jenne, so sensual and bitter sweet!

Maxwell Mead Williams Robinson Barry said...

lovely poetry.

:)