Remember the stones earlier?
This is a Guide Stoop. Each face marks the way to a market town. This shows the “Sheiffeild Rode”.
This is its companion stone. Cos stones need friends too.
The companion stone has a pome carved on it.
I’d walked by these stones many times and not realised the connection between them, but T told me about Companion Stones
(Huzzah, HTML fail solved, thanks to Anne!)
I love the idea of scattering poems over the moors. I do not love the description of it as, “A dialogue between artists and audiences, a mediation between past, present and future priorities.” Why do people write such total bollocks about Arts projects? I find it incredibly offputting. It’s poems. Carved on stones. On the moors. Surely that is cool enough for anyone?
I was wowed by fridge poetry too earlier. But too diffident to ask if I could take a photo to blog it. I need a spy camera hidden about my person…