Poetry Stone – April

A busy day in the house and then, at the end of the afternoon, we set off to find the April Poetry Stone. No shower and certainly no sleet . . . but we did choose the only cloudy bit of the day, so very little light. The path we walked was lined with spring flowers – primroses, avens, celandines. Unfortunately here there were hardly any – a few celandines, if you look very closely! Plenty of lambs about though.

April’s stone is incorporated into some dry stone walling built by master waller Steve Allen.

Coltsfoot, celandine, earliest daisies.
Twin lambs race to the mother, baby cries,
Mam! Mam! Jolt out of them and now
they jostle the ragged ewe,
boosting each split hoof
high off the bitten turf.
Pinching jaws and hard curled coats
are braced against these April suns and sleets.