Poetry Path - November

Today four of us walked the whole Poetry Path, near Kirkby Stephen. (Details of the path are here, linked to my last blipping of it). It’s a pleasant walk, if rather muddy in parts - through trees, alongside the river, following an old hollow way and finally emerging onto a disused railway line. We found all the stones, except one which we somehow missed, but I have blipped November.

November is two rather nice standing stones amongst the trees. A close up of the lettering is here. A close up of the plaque, which has as its subject Tupping time, is here.

Through hazels and alders, softly or in spate,
Eden moves in the valley it has hollowed
from Mallerstang to the Solway sands.

Long may the dipper be regent here, piping
the full reach of his ground; the only monarch,
kingfisher, turquoise jewel, arrowy at the dusk.