For Shannon Tate Jonas, sleep is the entrance for “No News from the stars,” which is good news. Places abound-Michigan, Virginia, Carolina, Ohio, and elsewhere the landscape revealing itself as home to sounds that shape in the ear and become our own vernacular. Here is clarity, richness, a spellbound solitude at once monastic and sensuous in the constant act of realization and discovery. We journey with him toward a place we find for the first time. A voice says: Take me with you.