Something, I Forget by Angela Leighton Robert Frost and always alert to the

and always alert to the surreal comedy of the human condition

instead asserting the glimpse and the witnessing of the stanza as a mysterious pause

of what it means to live in these desperate times

lust and loss through the emotional upheaval of a troubled adolescence pitted against a post-industrial backdrop

Something, I Forget by Angela Leighton Robert Frost and always alert to thewhile news love meant to keep forever is wiped, so lightly, by this scanning weeper. 'Another Lighthouse' Angela Leighton's sixth collection of poems turns on the strange arts of remembering and forgetting. From Rome to Yorkshire, Naples to the Fens, she sets contemporary moments of hope and loss against a classical or Christian backdrop, while tracking a path that goes, more impersonally, from winter's cold to the growth of a garden. There are poems