Flood Daljit Nagra It was a way of

It was a way of forgetting what was wrong with us

• Vénus Khoury-Ghata

He lets us share his ambivalence towards a moment in history when the past and the possible future are in contention

Ali Mosbah – Istanbul Diary

stretching for who knows where

Flood Daljit Nagra It was a way of"A. F. Harrold's poems are so immediately engaging and amusing that there is a danger of missing their depths. They are verbally scrupulous, exact and minutely observant. These poems are the real thing: serious about being human and being at home in the world." Bernard O'Donoghue "The poems in this collection wear their scholarship lightly, often with a formal dexterity that is deeply satisfying. AF Harrold doesn't censor his extraordinary and