Dawnings
The willow waves
By Nicholas Hooper
The willow waves in the small breeze of an early morning.
Dark brown against a blue-grey sky, it stands,
its dangling branches swaying like decorations on a Christmas tree,
and on its highest branch no greenfinch sings, no jackdaws squabble, no pigeons bully.
But on this quiet morn a wren makes its warning rattle
and nature pretends to be still
while the willow waves.
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About Dawnings:
“Every morning at around 5am I get up and go down to my studio. After a short meditation I write down whatever is in my head, giving myself fifteen minutes to do so. Then moving over to the piano (or a more portable instrument like my Ukulele when I'm away), I improvise and record a piece of music inspired by whatever words I just wrote. It is a great way of keeping both my writing and my composing going and I call these small creations Dawnings. They are mostly unedited, like sketches, so that they keep that fresh feeling of an early morning discovery.”
— Nick Hooper