Jimi Hendrix Postcard

from Looking for The Cantos in Texas Great afro, huge hands, guitarus: mountains here and there from hardwood and devil’s dust. You strung other things— colors thumb-picked from a dragonfly’s blink. Moons cemented in the sunk of a girl’s Sunday dreams. Only on Monday. Free-falling from planes grabbing fistfuls of air must have done something. […]