Jenny Factor became interested in poetry from a very young age. In first and second grade, she began to study seriously with Poet-in-the-Schools, Myra Cohn Livingston, who sharpened her eye for imagery, and ultimately helped her practice sonnets, pentameters, iambics, and falling meters with daily exercises on the page.
At Harvard College, where she was the only incoming freshman admitted to Seamus Heaney's master class, Factor received an A.B summa cum laude, studying Anthropology on Heaney’s advice, and completing special projects in Spanish translation and writing for young people. Later, she supported her family and her writing as an archaeologist, a preschool teacher, and a ... more »
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Jenny Factor Poems
Battle Of Will & Exhaustion, Mother & Ch...
Two knights surrounded by dinosaurs are cornered in the kitchen--all threat and bluster. Action figures always act even as night tries to soothe them under.
Song Beside A Sippy Cup
In the never truly ever truly dark dark night, ever blinds-zipped, slat-cut, dark-parked light,
How I loved each bare floor, each naked wall, the shadows on
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Battle Of Will & Exhaustion, Mother & Child
Two knights surrounded by dinosaurs
are cornered in the kitchen--all threat and bluster.
Action figures always act
even as night tries to soothe them under.
I am the one who laid a nervous hand
on a child's exhausted threat and bluster.
The bunk bed creaks as the story settles,
as night's cool hand tries to soothe us. Under
a Seussian drone I am thinking, anxious,
about someone with a nervous hand.
Will he sleep? Will he sleep? When will he sleep?
The bunk bed creaks as the shipboard settles.
What is the myth of a woman alone
who's thinking ...