Shakespeare’s Horse

Shakespeare’s Horse

“Shakespeare’s Horse is Joseph Harrison’s full emergence as his own poet, still in the eloquent and formal tradition of Richard Wilbur and Anthony Hecht but with an accent now pitched in a new mode. Among the book’s triumphs are “Wakefield,” the wonderful “Dr. Johnson Rolls Down a Hill,” “Damon,” and “Harrison’s Clock.” Yet I take a particular joy in the brief and enigmatic “Hamlet” and the remarkable title sonnet. 
The kind of comedy that Harrison works into his subtle meditations is refreshingly original. Should he further refine his already agile art, there will be no one in his American generation who so challenges the eye and the ear to come together.” – Harold Bloom

"Joseph Harrison’s poetry is modern without being modernist. That is, he employs the tools and materials of traditional poetry to construct a kind of verse that is appealingly new, yet never transgressively so. His poems reflect a renewed lustre in our direction, and we come away deeply refreshed. – John Ashbery

Reviews of Shakespeare’s Horse

The Hopkins Review, 8:4, Fall 2015 (New Series)
The poems in Joseph Harrison’s Shakespeare’s Horse might best be dubbed encyclopoetry. These are poems steeped in learning, in history, in facts …. Take “Dr. Johnson Rolls Down a Hill,” among the volume’s finest poems. One can read the poem without knowing much more than Johnson’s reputation as the Great English Critic who looms over the canon with a discerning eye. Harrison’s poem spells out its own occasion, with a first stanza emphasizing that ‘Even a man of voluminous gravity,’ ‘Who relished with dispatch and enormous zest / Huge stacks of pancakes, bottomless pots of tea, . . . Contains in his heart of hearts a little boy / Who played and played all day.’ And so we are led through the heavy vagaries of Johnson’s life, only to find ourselves at a scene (a real one, in fact) where Johnson is with company at the top of hill. He ‘divests himself of pencil, keys, and purse’ and then simply lets himself roll down the hill ‘As if the good life really were this easy, / As if the nightmare of his coming breakdown / Had no more substance than a child’s bad dream.’ It’s a moving passage, and one that shows the formidable Johnson’s melancholy, human side. This poem, like almost every poem in the volume, is written in fluid meter. Many of them rhyme, as well. Harrison’s attitude about form seems like the opposite of Robert Lowell’s, who wanted rhyme and meter to look hard, and who wrote as though form were a way of showing the seriousness of your message. Harrison is more like Yeats; he makes form look easy, and his poems are better for it, as in the first stanza of ‘The Key’:

Here is the key. The lock is on the door
Of a small cabin in a distant wood
Standing for something you’ve never understood,
An emptiness that’s full of metaphor.

That’s behind-the-scenes form at its finest; the metrical inversions are perfectly measured, and the way he rhymes monosyllables with trisyllables cuts out any hint of clunkiness. The book’s variety is also winning, with a range of traditional and nonce forms. – Joey Frantz

Praise for Harrison’s earlier collections

“Joseph Harrison writes like an angel.” – Rachel Hadas

“Mr. Harrison’s technique never fails him, his capacity for conveying the deepest and most subtle feelings is sure and accurate. Best of all … the reader will encounter the sheer joy of a poet gladdened by his own art, alive to the liberties and limits of form and imagination – playful, serious, gifted, multi-vocal, and athletically adroit.” – Anthony Hecht

“Someone Else’s Name is a first book full of stunning performances, each one infused with wit, feeling, and humanity, and each one delighting in the full use of the medium and its devices. It’s a happy thing to witness the emergence of such a talent.” – Richard Wilbur

“The poems is this first book are so witty and formally adept, so technically accomplished, that they almost seem to have come from another era.” – Edward Hirsch

“Joseph Harrison’s outstanding first book of poems … is marked by a rare stylistic authority and imaginative energy, and by … the mutual animation of deep poetic learning and passionate responses to immediate experience.” – American Academy of Arts and Letters.

“Joseph Harrison’s new volume [Identity Theft] is a wonderful leap in his poetic development. Harrison fuses formal control with a rich interiority and composes many poems that deserve to become canonical.” – Harold Bloom

“How deeply satisfying it is to read a poet whose meditative, elegiac temperament is married happily to verbal wit, even laugh-out-loud humor. Joseph Harrison is that rare poet, one whose command of craft suits him equally to produce a two-line ‘Ode’ (‘O elevated visionary thoughts, / Where are you now?’) and a ten-page public poem (‘To George Washington in Baltimore’) on that American giant who understood the ‘human scale.’ A poet so giddy with wordplay that he dares to rhyme ‘my palm is piloted’ with ‘Pontius Pilated’ and ‘pirated,’ Harrison addresses nonetheless the most serious concerns. Wary of our technology-dominated present and future, in which ‘identity theft’ is no joke (and ‘what fave new world is beckoning?’), Harrison makes his fingerprint evident in all of these poems – an implicit affirmation of something unique in each of us.” – Mary Jo Salter

“The title poem of Joseph Harrison’s second book is a witty and headlong discussion of how one’s self, if any, is constituted. We are a patchwork, it develops, and the same might be said of Harrison’s book, which makes continual and expert use of Spenser, Wordsworth, Horace, Villon, and other predecessors. If this makes Identity Theft seem a three-ring circus, the important point is that Harrison is a superlative ringmaster: his book throughout is governed by that playfulness and performance which, as Frost said, are required in poetry however impassioned or serious. I found myself particularly moved by ‘Who They Were,’ which recalls the poet’s mother and father in the stanza of Tennyson’s ‘In Memoriam’.” – Richard Wilbur

“Harrison is the author of two remarkable books: Someone Else’s Name … and Identity Theft … He is a consummate craftsman … He uses language with exquisite precision to register the erosion of language and in this … he is both irrepressibly humorous and scathingly satirical. Harrison is a poet of great formal flamboyance. There seems to be no measure, no verse-form, at which he is not quite utterly dazzling. His poems exhibit a resonant awareness of the entire tradition of English verse and he’s not diffident about displaying it. If he revels in echoes, these are mastered echoes, audaciously launched both in homage to tradition and its defence … Perhaps it will sound solemn to call … Joseph Harrison [a poet] by vocation. But the wit, the beauty and the brilliant strangeness of [his] poems – perhaps even [his] inspired mischief – come with the calling. And luckily for us, [he’s] … ‘having a good time’. – Eric Ormsby