No Known Coordinates

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“In her stun­ning new col­lec­tion, No Known Coordinates, Maria Terrone explores rever­sals —‘the world out­side this window/like a pho­to’s neg­a­tive.’ An urban street becomes a paint­ing. A sub­way speeds from under­ground to an ele­vat­ed track. A girl becomes a woman. A daugh­ter cares for a moth­er. I love the way these poems bear wit­ness to ‘the long, slow era­sure’ of so much in our lives. With vivid, musi­cal lan­guage, Terrone takes us to ‘that last wait­ing room: /land of no known coor­di­nates,’ a place of hope and trans­for­ma­tion.”
— Nicole Cooley

“ ‘When I dive into reflec­tions, I feel most alive,’ Maria Terrone con­fess­es in No Known Coordinates, a col­lec­tion of poems in which dreams, mem­o­ries, and visions take on a ghost­ly pow­er. Drawn to the past, Terrone miss­es noth­ing in the present — not ‘squir­rel click and spar­row peep,’ not a toy gun left in a gar­den, not a fel­low sub­way rid­er’s shoes. With poise and can­dor, her poems also acknowl­edge an uncer­tain future: ‘I saw how light & dark/could shift into a new pat­tern and then/how that pat­tern could lift away.’ In lan­guage of crys­talline clar­i­ty, Terrone’s lights and darks encom­pass fragili­ty and tough­ness, trau­ma and won­der.”
— Rachel Hadas

“Maria Terrone’s new book No Known Coordinates opens with ‘Under the El,’ a poem that intro­duces the set­ting and theme for much of what fol­lows. The poet evokes what she saw as a baby in a car­riage pushed by her moth­er through the streets of New York, ‘saw’ in the sense of what she noticed ‘every­where my gaze fell’ and what she intu­itive­ly under­stood: ‘the flux / we’re born to.’ Through obser­va­tion and mem­o­ry, Terrone brings all her expe­ri­ences to life with a ‘hyper-vig­i­lant look.’ That pin­point vision and the metic­u­lous artic­u­la­tion of her lines beau­ti­ful­ly ren­der every­thing from ‘What We Wear in the Subway’ to the birds and trees of the urban envi­ron­ment, pigeons and hawks and a dog­wood whose blos­soms are ‘still a painter’s brush­work of becom­ing.’ And through­out the book, we encounter a rich vari­ety of oth­er sub­jects like an imag­ined din­ner of Poe with Thomas Jefferson and ten­der evo­ca­tions of the poet­’s aging moth­er. No Known Coordinates is a feast for read­ers who crave the sen­su­al insights that only poet­ry can offer.”
— Elton Glaser

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Reviews

“It’s a book in praise of war­blers and pigeons, of clar­i­ty and mys­tery. I like find­ing myself in this book, and get­ting lost there, with No Known Coordinates, by Maria Terrone.”

Escape Into Life

“Maria Terrone has writ­ten a col­lec­tion that I expe­ri­enced as both poet­ry and spir­it pho­tog­ra­phy, a col­lec­tion that insists on kind­ness, believ­ing that a shift will come, a star, a kiss.”

Ovunque Siamo: New Italian-American Writing

 “Maria Terrone has been one of the Hudson Review’s stel­lar poets since we began pub­lish­ing her work in 2002. What cap­tured our inter­est in her poems was how she trans­formed and ele­vat­ed obser­va­tions and expe­ri­ences, even objects, from dai­ly life and brought them to a high­er plain with deep­er mean­ings. She is one of Henry James’s ‘People on whom noth­ing is lost.’
Added to her exquis­ite choice of lan­guage, with ele­gance and clar­i­ty, is the empa­thy she express­es for oth­ers both in the present and the past.”

Excerpted Remarks by Paula Deitz, Hudson Review Editor, from No Known Coordinates Book Launch