You transcender of all things, make me so small.
Yet, one with the darkening earth,
I dare to be in you.
xx
copyright Jenne' R. Andrews 2011
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.
14 comments:
The detailing makes me yearn all the more to go back to the world that was complete and light hearted.
Loved the ending: how we all are connected, wound by wound. Beautiful.
These lines particularly stand out, perhaps because of that unexpected word "Misgiving": "Night eases us out of the rain of / Misgiving, and absolves our fear."
I also like "the spun gold / Of relief from ourselves" and also your use, as always, of imagery from nature. The "empty beaver dams" speaks to alone-ness.
How that Rilke quotation re-sounds in your last stanza is also noteworthy.
Wishing you a peaceful holiday and much writing success in the new year.
joined wound to wound...nice close...some great lines through out as well...merry christmas jenne....
Oh, so very touching Jenne and a reminder to live in the present, which is a gift.
we are joined wound to wound, very deep. :)
joined wound to wound...wow..great closure..your imagery never fails to impress and surprise jenne...wishing you a wonderful christmas time
Excellent job. Stanza three in it's entirety stands out to me along with some wonderful individual lines in I and II. Great write. Thanks for sharing and Merry Christmas
Came back to this again--I thought I'd commented a couple of days ago but I think I was on iPad or iPhone and it didn't take. A lovely poem for night-I especially like the middle section--the regrets and the bones (the marriage), though the end of course is very beautiful as well the coral and the letter and the letting go and the wounds. I found the Kings and Queens a bit distracting--I'm being frank because I think it's pretty much a perfect poem!--I wasn't sure of that connection, yet it did flow through it.
You have a wonderful gift. I hope you enjoyed your Christmas. Sorry I didn't get my earlier comment posted in a timely way. These little devices are terrific but don't really do quite everything.
Best of luck with your wonderful verse. K.
Came back to this again--I thought I'd commented a couple of days ago but I think I was on iPad or iPhone and it didn't take. A lovely poem for night-I especially like the middle section--the regrets and the bones (the marriage), though the end of course is very beautiful as well the coral and the letter and the letting go and the wounds. I found the Kings and Queens a bit distracting--I'm being frank because I think it's pretty much a perfect poem!--I wasn't sure of that connection, yet it did flow through it.
You have a wonderful gift. I hope you enjoyed your Christmas. Sorry I didn't get my earlier comment posted in a timely way. These little devices are terrific but don't really do quite everything.
Best of luck with your wonderful verse. K.
Don't see my comment--hope it made it. I also love the "relief from ourselves" line. Beautiful. K.
Thanks to each of you-- promise I will get to you-- Christmas "jet lag." xxxj
well fine tuned lines, wow.
keep sharing.
No, No, don't worry. I feel like I can hardly sit up straight. (That's as much from doing laundry as Christmas! Ha!) K.
Oh my, that's some darkness! Beautifully written. It feels as though its imagery slips through the eras, from kings and queens, spun gold, and regrets about a horse (one of my favourite images), to the contemporary sunken car and the language of letting go. Throughout, the darkenings of the earth recur, in images of rain, aching bones (another favourite), dark water, and silt. The role that nature plays here is interesting, sometimes mirroring the moods of the human/cultural, sometimes a respite from them. The wound-to-wound image at the end is amazing, but I am not sure I could see night-as-wound coming? It felt more like night-as-Tarot High Priestess (if I can go Tarot for a sec).
On another topic: thank you for your support these last several months! I always look forward to reading your poems and appreciate your comments on my work! Hope your 2012 holds all that's good!
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