Things Come On

"Joseph Harrington's arresting Things Come On is an aesthetically complex text, through whose compositional innovations the author proves once again the inseparability of the personal from the political. He explores two synchronous, metaphorically entwined events—real events of which historical documentation exists but full of gaps and rife with bad communication as well as lies. Cognitive disarray becomes cognitive dismay—this is the political truth of grief. And with discovery of this truth, Harrington restores dignity and beauty to the personal."—Lyn Hejinian, author of My Life

"the emotional tragedy of his mothers' death born out through Harrington's subtle mix of genres and language will connect with all readers."—Sam Murphy, Stride magazine

"Navigating the code worlds of American politics and American medicine, each linked to individuals in life-or-death circumstances, Harrington pieces together a kind of scare-map that outlines the inexplicable ways these systems govern private lives. This is the diagram of a family and a nation adrift in a sea of grief and misdeed; the tale moves sorrow from the white space of what is withheld into the lit rooms of the mind and the heart, the necessary motion that allows truth to mark the collective and individual body."—Eleni Sikelianos, author of The Book of Jon

"The text creates the possibility that through a thorough investigation — through an accumulation of data and its painstaking analysis — the truth will reveal itself."—Matt Reeck, Jacket2

"there's a certain genius—a literary genius, that is—in the metaphor Harrington constructs. Things Come On might be regarded as one long metaphysical poem—a postmodern metaphysical epic, maybe."—Aaron Belz, On the Seawall Literary Website

"It is seldom that a book reviewer comes upon a book so genuinely different from any other as this 'amneoir.' That it should also be so very accomplished, so successful in the original row it has chosen to hoe, is an enormous achievement for Mr. Harrington, who deserves high praise for the very difficult task he set for himself and then so movingly bringing it to fruition."—Martin Rubin, The Washington Times

"President Nixon and the author's mother come together in a moment of national and personal reckoning (I'm afraid that sounds like a movie trailer). I love an investigative/documentary poetry book, and this one encompasses the possibility of the lyric in which the lyre's strings are facts, and the voice performs with and against them."—Rose Alcalá, The Volta