Across Michigan grass I shifted my footing up a stoop onto the boards of a porch. How a body finds a body. How a body interprets a body. Francis Bacon from photographs of men wrestling one another found and interpreted these images as a coupling between figures on a bed. He found and interpreted these images through paint. You are not here. I want to share this with you. This morning I study a photograph of you and your mother and father. I study each face and look for the parts of you that found your parents before you were born. Of the parts of you how each part found me. How through my hearing you found me first. Had I not shifted my footing you would not have found me. Across Michigan grass I shifted my footing up a stoop onto the boards of a porch. Alongside an open window. Out the open window a part of you found me. Found my hearing. That part of you the song of you. How it daughtered the evening and unsettled me with comfort. As if my hearing was unprepared. As if my hearing was unrehearsed. Can hearing be unrehearsed?