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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, February 11, 2012

New Poem: Posting for DVerse Poetics and Beyond

This poem/draft appropriates the language and narrative of religion, which I regard as philosophy, to express transcendence.  I think. Check out Charles Miller's fabulous prompt at DVerse Poets Pub today.  Xj

 
Kyrie

O glorious eleison of the snow,
That the heart goes out with its walking stick
And woolen mittens!

I shake the tree
Cloaked in powder, call to the dark birds,
Little fists affixed to the tightly budded branches.


The blackbird soul wheels and darts,
The long call of a train and the voices calling calling

Oh God.  Veni per noi

ii

These inland waves, these snow-caps
Over the long-fingered fields,
The hieroglyphic of their stubble

et lux perpetua.

What is it that you see,  Cheval
D’Or, great-hearted and mammoth
Penned in stallion
With your aggrieved obsidian eyes?

iii

Tom writes:   great flocks
Of tundra swans pass when I ski
The new powder of the Kootenay.

Oh heart.  Where are you going?
Corazon, que te vas?

Whither goest thou.

Take delight in what you see,
Mein liebling…. Mes yeux.

iv

Bountiful illusion:
This white world,
Virgin snow yielding
To footfall,

The breath of all things,
Smoke from the campfires
Of  heaven.

The choir gulps oxygen:
Aloft, aloft--

Bach rising and risen,
And the waves of the snow sea
Rocking.

Oh purest kyrie of storm:

Everything voicing
and voiceless.




 xxx
copyright Jenne' R. Andrews  2012

11 comments:

Manicddaily said...

Hi Jenne,

This has so many beautiful lines and images and such an interesting journey from the homely to the, yes, transcendent. I confess that I like the first and last parts best--the heart walking with mittens, the campfires of the heavens and the voluble silence of it all.

One typo? skis? Or do you mean to have the e? (I may be wrong, but this stuck out for me, and wasn't sure.)

K.

Brian Miller said...

smoke from the campfires of heaven...nice i like that image...and the first stanza i think is my fav actually...love the imagery and flow of it...nice progression through it all jenne...

Claudia said...

always amazed by your use of imagery jenne...

small note: Meine kleine Liebchen... if you want to have it plural it would be: Meine kleinen Liebchen... if you want it singular, it's Mein kleines Liebchen.. german grammar is horrible...smiles

Maureen said...

Full of your lyrical imagery. What a great visual created by "the heart goes out with its walking stick / and woolen mittens"!

Your lines would make a great videopoem.

Maude Lynn said...

"Little fists affixed to the tightly budded branches"

Amazing.

Unknown said...

I especially enjoy your use of religious terms from the Kyrie and the musical motifs to buttress the harmony in nature in winter. The precision of your images belies a deep undertone of passionate oneness. The use of different languages adds a nice polyphonic texture which helps us undertake the grander scale of awareness that I think your poem asks us to experience. There are intimate moments captured by your poet's sensibility that combine with the cosmic elements to suggest a deeper awareness of things. Yet, I think you've avoided the tendency to "get inside" things, and simply ask us to see the things for themselves, which is all there is, though that is glorious indeed.

Anonymous said...

I really loved this. I'm speechless to be honest, such amazing imagery, technique, the mixing of transcendence hovering somewhere above the snow wonderfully evoked by the use of other languages.

S.E.Ingraham said...

What a magnificent, dreamy poem. I was swept up in the musicality especially of the "kyrie" which I could hear throughout (which I take it was the point ...)Very nice.

Jenne' R. Andrews said...

Thanks so very much, each fellow poet! Very encouraged here. Will get to you a.s.a.p.

A new direction for me, to try to chisel the image and let it do the work rather than my customary effusiveness... xxxj

Mystic_Mom said...

Jenne - love your words and images, as usual, and this restrained form works well with the prompt.

ayala said...

A beautiful read!