Dawnings
eyes closed
By Nicholas Hooper
eyes closed
and a field of great depth broadens out from a heartbeat
to a vision that reaches the horizon in every direction
the merest sound of a computer drive is the sigh of a sea
words become mountains of power and width
I see the face that speaks but then many others
their numbers expanding in a line of mirrors
it is dark but light also like an early dawn
and no birds fly in the empty sky
that reaches beyond horizons
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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