Harp
Kevin
Marshall Chopson
These dancing hands
tango across the strings
like two passionate lovers
afraid
to touch,
Knowing if they brushed
too closely to one another,
if fingertip met fingertip
on the same note,
Sound could not be plucked
from the throat of the harp.
The nylon threads would still
—
stop dead.
And for a moment
they would see what they
had in silence, with no music
to fuel the chase.
Kevin
Marshall Chopson received
his MFA from Murray State University in
Kentucky. His work has appeared or is forthcoming in the English Journal, The Broad River Review, Poem, The Chaffin Journal, New
Madrid, Birmingham Arts Journal, The South Carolina Review, and Hurricane Review, among others.
Originally from Detroit, Kevin now lives
and writes in Nashville, Tennessee.