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Things in Light Poetry Series 2013: Janette Papp


The fifth installment of the 2013 TiL Poetry Series features work by mother/student of psychology/bookworm/native Californian Janette Papp. Among submissions from new poets, Ms. Papp's work piqued our interest with its clarity and intensity of voice. 

Jack's Journey

he'd hopped the bus in Philly.
'westward, ho'
he had joked.
one woman laughed, with a wry smile
and no teeth.
no memories before that remain.
six years
four women. five women if you count...
well, six.
he had told them his name was Kurt.
it was really Jack.
as they left him, inevitably, he said
"my name is Jack".
he craved that reverberating slamming door
the way it vibrated his chest cavity.
that was always the best part.
word got around.
his name is Jack.
now he's ever alone.
he plays Dylan on Sunset.
every day.
hoping for one of the seven women
to chance by.


The Blue Bench

This thing before me is not the thing that was,
so many realities ago.
I close my eyes to verify the image.
There it is, our favorite bench, sturdy and inviting.
Such a lovely blue. Robin's egg blue.
We had sat there finding each other
all those long afternoons.
It was our blue heaven, that bench.
A long-lost smile lands on my lips.
A peculiar feeling.
I open my eyes to force-feed them
the truth that is no longer our bench.
It sits broken, abused and scarred,
spray painted with words I don't understand.
That wayward smile threatens to leave,
but I command it to stay.
I leave that bench for the last time,
taking with me the unexpected smile
that found me there.


Tea for Two

"Honey and lemon?",
she asked him,
even though she knew the answer.
It was the same answer every morning.
Yet, an unexpected silence
coaxed her to look up
from the tea she was pouring.
His chair sat empty.
And dusty.
She was reminded,
just like yesterday morning,
and the morning before that,
that she and his chair
had been left behind.
Two years ago.
Or was it three?
It seemed like just yesterday
when she heard him mumble,
"But I don't like tea".
Oh, dear, she thought.
She finished pouring the two cups.
Well, then, "Honey and lemon, it is".


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Janette Papp is a native Californian whose main focus is her four children. She has always been an avid reader, but has only recently found a passionate interest in writing. She attended California State University, San Bernardino many years ago, studying psychology. She continues to have an extensive interest in how the human brain works and changes through time, which one might catch glimpses of in her writing. 



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