The title comes from Othello Bayard’s 1925 méringue, often called Haiti’s second national anthem: a love song written from a distance, remembering shade, sun and the morning market. I photographed Haiti in 2003, months before the coup against Aristide, and found the song’s country alongside another one: plantation ruins and rusted machinery, bodies blackened for carnival in Jacmel, a boy carrying a pufferfish in a tin bowl. The pictures hold the love song and what it leaves out.