A Poem by Kay Jacobs

Taking Our Pulse
There's an electricity in our bloodstream
Creating an accelerated pulse
Reading the pulse of society
Causing (my) heart strings to pulse
We feel the pulse of the nation
Against the walls of bodily suppression
Against the pains of mental depression
Against the pockets of racial oppression
Electricity flowing through
Our synapses
Syncopating rhythms through
Our veins
An energy
Screaming from inside our chests
Up to the collective's breast
Up and down spines
Calm craving
Fusion craving
Hold my hand
Feel the power
Coursing through the people
ready to fly
And light the sky with
Shift the atmosphere to
Embody this
So that we shall never
lose this energy or
lose ourselves
never lose us
ever again.

Kay Jacobs is fairly new to the poetry scene.  A native Louisianan and educator.  She is the author of Within Shades of Mahogani, her first anthology of poetry that traces the angst of her adolescence and the conundrums of her college years.  She is currently crafting poems for her next work, Beneath the Stripes of AmeriKah

Editor-in-Chief Laura Lee Washburn is the Director of Creative Writing at Pittsburg State University in Kansas, and the author of This Good Warm Place: 10th Anniversary Expanded Edition (March Street) and Watching the Contortionists (Palanquin Chapbook Prize). Her poetry has appeared in such journals as TheNewVerse.News, Carolina Quarterly, Ninth Letter, The Sun, and Valparaiso ReviewHarbor Review’s chapbook prize is named in her honor. She expects her next collection, The Book of Stolen Images (Meadowlark) to be out in a few months.


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