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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, December 3, 2011

New Poem - DVerse Poetics - Journey to Wells' Market

 
Posted for today’s “poetics” challenge at Dverse Poets Pub


Journey to Wells’ Market

Guardi amore-  l’sol tace.
Look, my love: the soul is silent
  Dante, Commedia Divina

Some days we would slip the great
thumb of the towering strung-out
claw-flexed cat-woman mater familias
I, instructed to hold my brother’s hand
Tightly
A few dimes in the other

Crossing Indian School Road
Took us to the graveled shoulder
Of the other side
and we would hurry, into
Wells’ Market, the corner store,
To the stacks of unread
mags gathering dust
In the jumbled windowsill.

I was looking for a hero
So I could go off duty
I was looking for someone Other
with girded loins and unbound hair
Who would spring to life
From the page
And spirit us away

Perhaps even heal
Our mother, restore her
To happiness.

We had never been
To the township of Bucolia,
Only read of it in caricature
In the comics, the Blondie and Dagwood
Fake fights, easy makings up.

In those illuminated newsprint texts
There was some crazed duck
Flying upside down
That made me laugh
And Clark Kent’s stunning
Spandex metamorphosis;

The boy I watched over
Chortled in the corner
At the Roadrunner's spin-out
The coyote falling off a cliff,
And took a few cues from
the cow-licked Menace.

I got the milk and eggs and signed
For them
And we made our choices
I, Superwoman and he
Flintstones, and in the helium
Of laughter we floated lightly
Out of the shop

To the street,
Navigating the onrushing cars
Back into the Divine Comedy
Of the Household, the living epic
With its many radioactive storms
And tests

Where the girl I was re-disguised
Herself as the small-boned heroine 
immune to fire.




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12 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hi Jenne, I like this very much; it is a bit different from your norm--more of a straight story--I like both styles very much, but this is very very human and extremely easy to relate to. (The others too are very universal--you know what I mean, I'm sure. )

I love the tightly gripped dimes, and the wish for happier times and places, the human touches of navigating the traffic, and of course the divine comedy.

(I have an old poem I couldn't find today about going to drug store with my dad and brother when my mom was on a bit of a rampage.)

Very lovely. Sad, but with great sweetness, and transcendence. K.

Anonymous said...

This one really great too. I love the laved by night. Of course, that's just a minor detail. The last stanza very poignant. K.

Anonymous said...

some good stuff here like the contrast <> Super"woman" (it's Supergirl) and the Flintstones, and then the radioactive storms and the crazed upside down duck and the girl immune to fire.

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Wonderful poem, with particularly wonderful finish. I had a different kind of mother, somewhat less disturbed ,,, but had to hold my little brother's hand going to the corner shop. We were not allowed comic books, so of course did take the chance to have a good look when we were out alone, or over the shoulders of kids at school.

Brian Miller said...

nice jenne...used to hang in similar shops looking for my heroes...helping mama, that got me a bit on the emotions...

I was looking for a hero
So I could go off duty

i feel that weight as well...nice piece.

Claudia said...

love how you weave the two world together here jenne... wondering how many kids have lived in those worlds to escape the one, they were in... i'm one of them as well.. and there were days i hated to enter the real world again.. fine write

author.nara.malone said...

I could see the children so clearly and this took me on a journey past their pain and into those parallel worlds stories help us escape into.

Kerry O'Connor said...

This is a life history, a story well-known to many, but most pertinent to the players who lived it. It is a masterpiece, Jenne.

Maude Lynn said...

This is really moving. That last line is enough to break your heart.

Sheila said...

the last two stanzas blow me away. wow! (did we live in the same household? ;)

Cathy Feaster said...

heartfelt reminiscent tale of childhood, very well told.

Margaret said...

Back into the Divine Comedy
Of the Household, the living epic
With its many radioactive storms
And tests

Wow. Powerful. I so want this to be fiction, but you write with too much insight here, I think. If you like adult comics, you MIGHT like my link (I didnt' post in time)

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