Dawnings
crystal
By Nicholas Hooper
a crystal morn
the crunch of grass like glass
frail and white
takes me to another place
of childhood November cold
remembering chapped hands
round a bonfire
and all the excitement
of fireworks
and hot potatoes from the ashes
but now all is still
except for the crunch
of broken grass
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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