Titled after the Latin term for “unknown land”—a cartographical expression referring to regions that have not yet been mapped or documented—Terra Incognita is a collection of poems that creatively explores various racial discourses and interracial crossings buried in history’s grand narratives. Set against the similarities as well as incongruities of the Canadian/American backdrop of race relations, Terra Incognita explores the cultural memory and legacy of those whose histories have been the site of erasure, and who have thus—riffing on the Heraclitus’s dictum that “geography is fate”—been forced to redraw themselves into the texts of history. Finally, Terra Incognita is a collection that delves into the malleable borders of identity and questions what it means to move physically and spiritually, for our bodies to arrive and depart, our souls to relocate and change their scope.
“There is a true poet at work here, and there is a rare fineness of feeling on display in these poems. A delightful gathering by an exciting new voice.”
“Adebe DeRango-Adem knows the fire on water that was the slave trade, and names—has got to name—the bloody acts and ruddy facts of history’s oppressors. The "Terra Incognita" that she explores? Slave cemeteries, African villages, Canadian locales of snow-job erasures and razings. Here's a poetry that unveils unspeakable histories and unspoken hardships. It is Yeatsean jazz, Nietzschian blues—transformative and best read with both eyes wide open, eh?”
—George Elliott Clarke
“Adebe DeRango-Adem's poems blend a reverential tone of prayer with the maroon, insurgent spirit of Louverture. DeRango-Adem speaks with the force that would undo centuries of racial injustice and the gentle grace that looks first for forgiveness and familial embrace. These verses document bodies that texts have left unmapped, bodies whose "blood lines are a mix / of what has been washed away / and what was once considered a stain." Enter into her startling kind, "bastardette" vision, where "all angels / of history are also half-caste.”
“Terra Incognita is a breath-taking lyrical travelogue into the mythical terrain of post-race. In this timely collection, DeRango-Adem laments the incomplete mapping of our contemporary racial topography and charts a new horizon with poems that seduce as they elucidate. Her verses explore the complex landscapes of identity and tensions between memory and meaning. An important collection from an extraordinary poet, Terra Incognita takes us on a journey to a deeper understanding of what it means to be a human-being in the twenty-first century.”
“Terra Incognita gives urgent voice to the difficult grace of multiplicity. Adebe DeRango-Adem writes through waves of angelic intransigence, her stained verse-light submerged in the stormy waters of an inability to forget.”
Adebe DeRango-Adem is a writer and doctoral student at the University of Pennsylvania. Her work has been published in various North American sources, including Descant, CV2, Canadian Woman Studies and the Toronto Star. She won the Toronto Poetry Competition in 2005 to become Toronto’s first Junior Poet Laureate. In 2008, she attended the summer writing program at Naropa University, where she mentored with Anne Waldman and the late Amiri Baraka.
Her debut poetry collection, Ex Nihilo (Frontenac House, 2010) was one of ten manuscripts chosen in honour of Frontenac House's Dektet 2010 competition, using a blind selection process by a jury of leading Canadian writers: bill bissett, George Elliott Clarke, and Alice Major. Ex Nihilo was longlisted for the Dylan Thomas Prize, the world’s largest prize for writers under thirty. She is also the co-editor, alongside Andrea Thompson, of Other Tongues: Mixed-Race Women Speak Out (Inanna Publications, 2010).
Terra Incognita by Adebe DeRango-Adem
reviewed by Katie Ungard
Shameless Magazine - fall 2016
Adebe DeRango-Adem 's third book of poetry, Terra Incognita, is a poetic unearthing of continental history that tears down the walls between race, geography and the national mythologies of Canada and America. DeRango-Adem, a doctoral student at the University of Pennsylvania, seamlessly weaves together personal and collective experiences and histories. From the Middle Passage to Yellowknife, colonization and history of enslavement permeate the stories she tells of fighting for freedom in a land already declared free. Her textured and rhythmic writing is immersive through sight, smell and sound, exploring "unchartered seas/skins unknown/histories/sins/regions unmapped/bodies undocumented." Terra Incognita is a beautiful and important collection, and a stunning showcase of DeRango-Adem's talent.
Terra Incognita by Adebe DeRango-Adem
reviewed by Candice James
Canadian Poetry Review - January 25, 2016
Terra Incognita is a mind-whetting journey of vibrant images, surreal horizons, racial injustice, familial remembrances, and of course, ‘love, sweet love’.
The title poem “terra incognita” is a racial discourse encompassing the beginnings, the middle phases and continuing on to the next phase(s), noting histories undocumented, lives forgotten or erased, texts and testaments buried in obscurity and oblivion; hence the quest to move forward remembered.
The first poem in the book “ex-future” firmly sets the eclectic stage the rest of the pages will stand on, sometimes shouting, sometimes whispering; exposing helplessness ‘and now I let days pass like quiet drops of blood/ becoming rivers without song’; and revealing hope ‘be sea foam sometimes/ and other times be fire/ or better yet be fire/ bringing water.’ The poem “my religion is language” is exquisite in its ability to view the beauty, and not the broken carnage: ‘whether there was light before language/ matters little/ what we need are not the words/ to describe the broken/ glass but how the light dances/ off the shards.’
“black russians” is a beautiful love poem highlighting the poet’s expertise in weaving simple eloquence with surreal imagery in these lines ‘I knew you were the one/ when I saw you walk calmly through the fire/ and scare away the dark.’ DeRango-Adem extols that hope can still be found even in the cross-hairs of gunfire and violence in her poem “everyone wants to be DuBois”. Her hope springs eternal in the following lines: ‘and when I get weak I can/ still plead guilty to still wanting/ to believe in this bleak/ carnival called earth’.
“dragging sea chests around the bend” is a reflection on life’s could have beens and should have beens as compared to what is. The following excerpts from the poem are particularly thought provoking and haunting: ‘Here the promise of night/ is always broken already’ ;// ‘It is the shadow of grace/ that keeps me coming here.’; and // ‘Getting old always means taking leave/ it is often the matter of a train/ leaving/ hunks of metal blowing kisses of exhaust/ exhausted.’ This is one of the most descriptive passages on aging and passing I have ever read. Kudos to DeRango-Adem!
“terra nuova/anchors-aweigh” What a glorious, breathtaking and thought provoking poem. I found myself reading this poem over and over again, throwing my ‘anchors-aweigh and totally immersing myself in the sheer mental joy of participating in this poem and becoming part of the poem itself. These lines resonate loudly ‘you will come to know your compass/ was nothing more than blood/ your journey the attempt to ensure edges/ can touch without bleeding.’
A haunting poem “stormwater” is a crossing and blurring of lines between dimensions of the living, the ghosts, and the half-living who whisper: ‘I am still here/ Trying to remember themselves/ How they were loved as memories/ Dark and westward/ Stitching the horizon/ Are the too human dreams/ Discussed lightly over lemonade afternoons’; and also the lines ‘How many years are there left to cross over/ The ghosts ponder, sighing the way/ Gospels do’ And then we move into “my religion is the sea” expounding that racial injustice with the passage of time will continue its slow crumbling into erasure: sometimes in calm silence; sometimes in vociferous violence. ‘my blood lines are a mix/ of what has been washed away/ and what was once considered a stain.’ In closing I would be remiss if I didn’t address the title poem.
Terra Incognita is a breathtaking and surreal journey through a myriad of mindscapes and landscapes that cause the reader to question and delineate what it means to be human in this day and age. Adebe DeRango-Adem is our guide and her poetry is a trip well worth taking that will long be remembered.
About the Poet: Adebe DeRango-Adem is a writer and doctoral student at the University of Pennsylvania. Her work has been published in various North American sources, including Descant, CV2, Canadian Woman Studies and the Toronto Star. She won the Toronto Poetry Competition in 2005 to become Toronto’s first Junior Poet Laureate. Her debut poetry collection, Ex Nihilo was one of ten manuscripts chosen in the Dektet 2010 competition, using a blind selection process by a jury of leading Canadian writers: bill bissett, George Elliott Clarke, and Alice Major. Ex Nihilo was longlisted for the Dylan Thomas Prize, the world’s largest prize for writers under thirty. She is also the co-editor, alongside Andrea Thompson, of Other Tongues: Mixed-Race Women Speak Out
(Inanna Publications, 2010). http://www.adebe.wordpress.com
About the Reviewer: Candice James is in her 2nd three year term as Poet Laureate of New Westminster, BC. She is past president of both Royal City Literary Arts Society and Federation of British Columbia Writers; a full member of League Canadian Poets; and author of eleven poetry books: the first A Split In The Water” (Fiddlehead Poetry Books 1979); and the most recent are “Merging Dimensions” (Ekstasis Editions 2015). She was awarded the prestigious Bernie Legge Artist Cultural Award 2015 and also the recipient of Pandora’s Collective Citizenship award 2015. Further Info at: Wikipedia https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Candice James and www.candicejames.com
unchartered seas/skins unknown
do not search for us in the ancient texts
or paraphernalia, we are terres inconnues,
have always been a people
to be discontinued
our body parts unknown,
thrown down to the mare incognitum,
we make our way to the remote corners
of the cosmos, worlds reserved
for the other, redraw maps
though we do not want to be fully explored
we want only to be remembered
instead of forced to enter the realm of incognito
gnosis, the realm of knowledge
that is merely teaching cognizance
of terra pericolosa,
of blackness, the trans-atlantic sea sickness
when our ghosts left Rome,
or the Pythagorean gore that preceded
our haunting and our lives
the middle passage where I was born
where once upon a time maps
like skin meant nothing, the endangered species
was all of us, the mystery
not degradable, the Spirit