Dawnings
End of summer
By Nicholas Hooper
It seemed like the end of summer, then.
The berries were dry on the branches.
That warm early autumn brought the feeling of a new term,
a sort of new year, as we waited for the colder darker times
when conviviality in homes would bring us together, closer.
The Americans call it ‘the fall’ and
it seems like after the height of summer,
we are falling into the unknown,
a darker, closer place,
where new experiences and people will bring new chances
and the year will find its proper end.
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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