June Stepansky


June Stepansky Poems

1. Thoughts During Morning Coffee 4/21/2013
2. Sleeping Sickness 4/21/2013
3. February 4/21/2013
4. Dietary Ruminations 4/21/2013
5. Wild Stallion Of Ten Summers 4/21/2013
6. The Final Conflict 4/21/2013
7. Alex 4/26/2013
8. Plantings 4/26/2013
9. Sensual Input 4/26/2013
10. Monday 4/26/2013
11. To A Child Playing The Harmonica On A Summer Day 4/26/2013
12. At The Symphony 4/26/2013
13. Graffiti 4/29/2013
14. Colors 4/29/2013
15. Operation 4/29/2013
16. At The Ocean 4/29/2013
17. Vigil For A Passionate Mockingbird 4/29/2013
18. Family Men 4/29/2013
19. The Casbah 4/5/2013
20. After The Earthquake 4/7/2013
21. Loving 4/7/2013
22. Exploration 4/7/2013
23. In Praise Of Lilacs 4/7/2013
24. Sea Change 4/7/2013
25. Tourist 4/7/2013
26. Karma 4/7/2013
27. At The Museum 4/13/2013
28. Dichotomy 4/14/2013
29. Green Things 4/14/2013
30. Poetry Reading 4/14/2013
31. Thanatos 4/20/2013
32. Afternoon Tea 4/20/2013
33. Contemplation 4/29/2013
34. Acceptable Risks 5/1/2013
35. Greece 5/1/2013
36. Heritage 4/21/2013
37. Moment In Time 5/1/2013
38. Etude 5/1/2013
39. Quest 5/1/2013
40. Gardenias 5/1/2013
Best Poem of June Stepansky

On Being Lucky

I was always finding money
when I was young:
in telephone booths,
in gumball machines,
and on the street.
It made me feel that I was
just born lucky.
Even now,
when things go wrong,
I trust my luck
Micawber-like to change,
because when I was young
I found that luck and money
flowed like honey
just for me.

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Exploration

I will dip into
the depths of myself.
Am I not marvelous?
I am one with the grass
and the crustacean.
Are they not marvelous?
I know that in me
is that which I do not know
and can only guess.
But I marvel
that I am the key
and the gate.

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