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.
17 comments:
Jenne once again your words paint images that are moving, powerful and unforgettable! Brava my dear!
Enjoyed this... I really like the jilted bride image.
...a thousand jilted brides with billowing couture trains...
I've never heard winter described as such, and sure I never will again.
You are a true original, Jenne!
Oh, this is just beautiful. The language is so precise and rich at once. And the headlong rush of words is just great. I haven't been able to listen to tape or video, but just on page great. Also, I usually am a stickler for punctuation--I really am pretty old-fashioned about that type of stuff--but the lack of it works just fine. K.
Oh, I'm freezing and disoriented after reading this perfectly descriptive poem of a ferocious snow storm, producing fantastic visions as the driver proceeds.
I won't drive in a snowstorm anymore but often did when I was younger here in New England. Wonderful poem Jen.
Very strong images throughout, from the bird of prey at your opening to the yearling calves "freezing where they stand" in conclusion. Reading this poem is almost like watching a movie, one visual piling on another. I especially like "the Canada geese. . . /Rose as one calling body" and ". . . the air is wildly glad / Has come to make love to the sere trees". Your title, too, which really takes up meaning with "The snowplows idle" (I see these immense maws, just waiting).
so vivid your descriptions of the storm are fascinating jenne, for real it was very nice...and the cows at the end i felt so sorry for them...
You are truly a master of beautiful words that leave behind colour and vibrant impressions. Living and breathing write, pulses with life...fantastic!
"Claiming the fields
With ice-white scythes
So that the Canada geese feeding there
Rose as one calling body."
I love the image this brought to mind. All those birds, in one swift move from field to flight. I always did love watching that. You are a wonderful writer and I always enjoy reading you. Thank you for the visit to my blog today. Keep penning this fabulous poetry!!!
Hugs!!
The final version posted here seems to me perfectly judged in every respect!
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From the heat of the Dubai desert to the shivering sere of a Wyoming winter. dVerse has it all.
Wonderful images sweeping the storm through Jenne.
Something about the full-bore wilderness of this poem is starkly refreshing. Like there's a thirst inside for wild language that only poems like this can slake. Thanks. - Brendan
Magnificent imagery! Wow!
Memorable imagery and great story-telling here Jenne. I enjoyed reading it.Thanks for sharing.
So well-expressed, Jenne. I guessed it early on, perhaps because I live in a similar climate. That tells me what an apt metaphor you've chose.
And we city folks in L.A. think 60 degrees is cold!
A chilling and vivid poem, indeed.
Thank you for posting this. Wonderful read.
i like how you say now my hair is dark agina, to show you were younger. then later, an old woman cmoes by, but really, you are old, gert set up.
just great imagery here
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