Dawnings
Re cycle
By Nicholas Hooper
(for Claire)
We ride down narrow lanes
With hedges on each side
We pedal up steep windy hills
Reaching the top with pride
We take a breather, have a swig
Of water brought along
And glide down past old hawthorn trees
Our minds are full of song
The mystery of the bicycle
That helps a man go faster
How does it do that easy thing
When cars cause such disaster
The answer to our global threat
The way to save our earth
To cycle up and down those hills
And give it all it’s worth
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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