2 poems

by Ryan Hooper

hope 

hope is in the ear of the listener 

listen: 

the winter 

is thawing







asleep/awake 

Upon your gaze  

the flowers sleep. 

Asleep  

in the surreal  

night. 

Thoughts swirl  

like falling leaves 

carried by all the hands forgotten  

in the wind. 

We are strangers  

when we meet. 

Awake in the sprawl. 

Inside a house of memories 

and strangers. 

The most beautiful thing  

in the world 

must be shadow.





Ryan Hooper is a writer and content designer from South West England. He is passionate about exploring memories and landscapes – both internal and external.  Under the name Heavy Cloud, Ryan creates experimental music often in tandem with collage-based artworks and textual explorations. 

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