Dawnings
Suppose
By Nicholas Hooper
Suppose nothing happens today
Sun rises, food is eaten, words are spoken
But nothing happens today
How can that be, that nothing happens today?
Every inch of movement, every sigh of breath
Is something
The sun rises and heats up our world
That day is made and we live through it
And then darkness returns
And the day is done.
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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