is that we should begin in transit,                      in or near a vessel,
as we do here        and then we leave this place             and
the skittering quality that follows                                        festive scene, song
        unaccompanied by diegetic sound,         has been replaced by this near-
music, robs these scenes of their                                       reflective instead;
the whole in this mood         Maybe it makes more sense to call it near-
                                                                           silence, visually, a richness we learn
                                                                 the musician is Joe McPhee
the record of his we heard     and in migration, literal and      signaled
                                by the previous traveler going to places that exist only
                                                                so “romantic and incoherent”