Thank you for visiting my website to learn some more about me and my poetry. You will find book reviews, books, a listing of magazine publications, and a page to contact me.
My favorite poets are Elizabeth Bishop, Mary Oliver, and Raymond Carver. I have so many favorites that it's impossible to name them all. I write lyric poetry about the world and its natural, cultural, and archeological histories. I am from the Pacific Northwest and currently reside in the Southeast. These two regions inspire my poetry. They are rich in wildlife, natural history, and cultural history. A lifetime of writing could never define the treasured landscapes and seascapes of these areas. But I will try.
With your support, poetry will flourish again. It will find a shelf in every bookstore out there, not just a few. Pick up a book of poetry and read each poem as its own story, a story meant to move you in unfathomable ways that fiction novels cannot. From real to imaginary, from ordinary to extraordinary, enjoy a poem every day.
Thanks so much,
WINNER! ANDREW'S POETRY COLLECTION, LANDSLIDE, WINS FINALIST IN THE NEXT GENERATION INDIE BOOK AWARDS!
WINNER! ANDREW'S POETRY COLLECTION, LANDSLIDE, WINS SILVER MEDAL IN THE COLORADO INDEPENDENT PUBLISHER'S ASSOCIATION (CIPA) EVVY BOOK AWARDS!
WINNER! ANDREW'S POETRY COLLECTION, LANDSLIDE, WINS SILVER MEDAL IN THE NAUTILUS BOOK AWARDS!
Selected Book Reviews:
Once again, Andrew Jarvis interrogates our ever-tenuous affiliation with nature. The verdict: however reckless and greedy humans show themselves to be, the relationship is necessarily, inevitably symbiotic, and with a poet’s eye, Jarvis laments, explores, and mostly observes. The cyclical patterns played out between humans, animals, and environment serve as a thematic source wherein Jarvis castigates (“life is paved over”) and commiserates (“tormented needles”). Of course, as we speed into postmodern reality where no construction projects can begin and end quickly enough, Jarvis masterfully depicts the mutual gaze between creeping machinery and the existences it is forever encroaching upon, if not overthrowing. Within the pages of Blood Moon there is much beauty, no shortage of sadness, but above all a ceaseless celebration of what sustains our planet and what all readers should hope endures. ~ Sean Murphy, author of Not to Mention a Nice Life
This collection of poetry is centered on natural foundations. The wording is often haunting, grim, but celebratory of both the experience and loss of life. There is an omnipresent feeling of awe and impending doom, which entices one as much as it unsettles. Animals are given character that are grounded in reality, somehow referencing fable without escaping into flights of fancy. When Jarvis does introduce humans into any of his poetry, they seem more compelled by their own (albeit destructive) nature than the animals they pursue and most often wind up killing through direct action or passive inaction. It is the vocabulary that Jarvis uses that makes this collection so powerful, and will likely leave the reader musing. Absolutely worth reading at least twice, and the best parts thrice.
~ Reviewed by G. David Parris
New Review! England is reading Landslide. The Mum Reviews across the Pond has posted a thorough, unique, and supportive review of Landslide. Here's the link: themumreviews.co.uk/2016/08/20/on-poetry-friendship-memory-and-loss/
You have time to spend 2 minutes reading a poem. Jarvis’s latest book, Landslide, is a good place to start. It is full of these perfect micro-stories that whisk you away to another world, draw you in and then spit you out with a changed perspective. ~ Mum Reviews
Andrew Jarvis’ Landslide commits now and ever to a future where ruins—the human predicament—might squish in bogs until waterways bear melons and dead seabirds revive sacredness, the bottom and top of the same landscape and slide, without distraction of cliché. Landslide is a wonderful read—lyrical as the miracle of waking up alive every morning.
~ Shelby Stephenson, Poet Laureate of North Carolina
This is an achingly beautiful collection of poems. Andrew Jarvis is a kind of archaeologist of the soul, painstakingly revealing our deepest truths. The poems make enormous and delicate leaps of time (“Ozette”), wrestle with mortality, (“Garage Boots”), and acknowledge the pain of familial obligation (“The Rod”). They unnerve us and make us laugh (“Rummaging”). Like all great artists, Jarvis takes us to a place we think we know, then tilts things just so, leaving us to confront the terror, joy, and wonder of being human.
-- Renee Calarco, playwright of THE RELIGION THING and other plays
Jarvis is a naturalist and his landscape is the Pacific Northwest, a plentiful homeland of visual beauty, prowling animals and local characters. There’s a joyousness about his observations, figurative and representative at once. He knows when to compel silence in exact line lengths and expert phraseology. After you read a poem you’ll step back and see even more; reread to see how a good poem recreates itself. This poet’s knowledge of his land makes us comfortable readers.
~ Washington Independent Review of Books
Andrew Jarvis writes the past and gritty present of the Strait of Juan de Fuca. In this debut, The Strait guides readers through a spiritual, haunted, and honest landscape, alive with the wise raven in the sky, the hungry sea creatures below, and ancestral memory preserved in the rocks and pictographs. Each poem creates a concise and calculated snapshot of the daily beauty we overlook. Woven between past and present, Jarvis entices readers to rummage the seashore and to journey through the woodlands where they find hope and music within the land and in these powerful poems.
~ Juan Morales, Editor, Pilgrimage Magazine