Jay Steitler
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A Night at the DojoA Poem by Jay SteitlerAfter a 24 hr dry spell, an itch to write about a personal hobby |
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Manipulated and MisconstruedA Poem by Jay SteitlerMy most straightforward-in-meaning, poetry yet. Getting a handle on packaging of pentameter here. |
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and They Call it MurderballA Poem by Jay SteitlerA trip down a wheelchair rugby scrimmage, through my eyes this afternoon. |
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Re-publication of "The Cremation of Sam McGee"A Poem by Jay SteitlerContributing one of my favorite classic poems. Very pertinent for the record arctic blast about to befall part of the nation! Definitely NOT my work, .. |
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The Christmas PartyA Poem by Jay SteitlerA reflection on the Christmas party, I attended this afternoon. A departure from my darker work. -Jay Steitler |
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VirtueA Poem by Jay SteitlerA quote for lack of genre |
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The StickA Poem by Jay SteitlerMy eternal fatiguing relationship with the world of medicos. |
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The ScuttlingA Story by Jay SteitlerFailed rescue of a dysfunctional existence. |
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The MarriageA Poem by Jay SteitlerA very brief synopsis of marriage and divorce |
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TechnologyA Poem by Jay SteitlerA poem reflecting upon technology's affect on society, as we now relate. |
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