Dawnings
Out of the brown land
By Nicholas Hooper
Out of the brown land
I see small birds so safely concealed
in hedge or tree
ready to forage in the abundant earth
and find heavy life for their light bodies
a flash of blue, of black
I hope for green
but now the red of the robin’s breast
brings a cheeky joy in front of my eye
as a dunnock searches above
and mother blackbird below
finding, finding, and finding
for their short lives
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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