Postcard to a Far-Distant Composer

These days I welcome
some alien otherness
let someone else’s songlines
freight me home

while I work the Altairan mines
still in patched-up gear
still trying to save for passage
back by wormhole

your small suite
a tide of your species’ secrets
in aural and temporal notes
unravels then streams through me

so thank you for the elevation
for this small favor
for this link between us

—Robert Frazier