Mark J. Schulte

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This is dedicated to John Shanahan who was for several years the Czar of the St David's School club hockey program in New York City. At his retirement the very successful program was turned over to the school administrators.

O CAPTAIN! My Captain! your icy trip is done;

My daughter is a sophomore at Trinity School in NYC.

Conjugate the verb vivir.
Write an essay on King Lear.

Jimmy Bradley, the well known NYC restauranteur, and Rebecca Babcock are getting married in Stowe, VT this weekend and having the rehersal dinner at the Trapp Family Lodge. So I penned this verse for the von Pio Family singers (Sung to 'My Favorite Things')

Rain drops on roses and whiskers on kittens,

'Ut Viri Boni Sint' - 'That they be good men' is the motto of St. David's School in New York City. This is dedicated to their hockey teams.

'Ut viri boni sint', McLellan said to me;
Is the motto we embrace, for our men-to-be.

With apologies to Rudyard Kipling, this is dedicated to the parents of young hockey players at St. David's School in NYC....

If you can lose your blazer often
yet keep Mom from blaming it on you,

John Allman, the recently installed Headmaster at Trinity School in New York City is doing an outstanding job. This is dedicated to him.

Yes, three-hundred years of academic tradition,
but burdened by present day troubles and woes,

The Archdiocese of NY is reportedly trying to shut down St. Thomas More, a healthy, successful parish on the East Side, so they can sell it and use the proceeds to fund the (arguably) unnecessary refurbishment of St. Patrick's Cathedral. Scandalous, if true!
This is dedicated to the Save STM cause.

Rev. George Witt is being installed today as pastor at St. Ignatius Loyola Church in New York City.

Peter to the Romans.
Paul to the gentile race.

... made a special 'visit' today;
a local church that crossed my way.
A simple action, just to say:
'Thank you, Dad' and 'yes, I pray.'

As Andrew L. Krueger ponders the year,
the sweat on his palms clearly signals his fear -
of an annus horribilis coming quite near.
A. Lemberg Krueger is turning 40...

If you need a solution, you go to the Man.
A jack of all trades - his motto: 'I can! '
When the vultures of crisis have come home to roost,
he's on the next plane with the problems deduced.

Scots wha hae quite been ignored;
wha Torys thought had been on-board;
wha's cut wham's umbil'cal chord?
Mum and child might dee!

Four years of study.
A volatile time;
sometime's sublime
but sometimes it's bloody.

Trinity School in New York City is celebrating its 300th year and has commissioned Billy Collins to compose a masterful, soaring poem.
But I am a ninth grade parent, working on a smaller canvas - and the girls' varsity soccer team is having their best year - so here goes:

My mother's birthday is next month.
For over 50 years I've celebrated it,
(though sometimes belatedly because I forgot)
and often in absentia because of where I live.

I wrote this to commemorate the successful completion of my advisory transaction for Southwest Airlines, which acquired Airtran Airways. This demontrates why investment bankers ought to eschew poetry :)

Airline recessions, fuel hikes, concessions;
profits are hardly in sight.

The girls varsity swimming team at Trinity High School in NYC has just completed an undefeated season and won the All-Ivy meet. This is dedicated to their excellent coach and team.

Water, water everywhere - but not the kind to drink;

The 'Saints' are a group of (mostly) seventh grade boys from St. David's School in NYC who are playing in the Chelsea Piers Soccer League. This is dedicated to them.


Velvet Freeze Hustle

Twinkies taste good in the heat of the day.
Twinkies taste better when you hide them away.


Mr P, who shall remain nameless, was our fifth grade teacher. He was obese and sedentary to the point of being a rather lazy teacher - hence our poem, composed by my classmate, Bruce Stroh and me when we were 11. And apologies to Joyce Kilmer.

Mr. P

Mark J. Schulte Biography

- Woerner Elementary School - St. Stephen Protomartyr School - St. Mary's High School - Dartmouth College A.B. magna cum laude, H.D.Ec - University of Chicago MBA - Full time investment banker; part time poet)

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O Captain, My Captain! (The Hockey Version)

This is dedicated to John Shanahan who was for several years the Czar of the St David's School club hockey program in New York City. At his retirement the very successful program was turned over to the school administrators.

O CAPTAIN! My Captain! your icy trip is done;
You've actually beaten Beaver Dam, the Lasker Cup is won.
Mackay is near, no need to fear, but is it Route 9A?
It only took us seven years to figure out the way.

Hark! who's that down on the ice?
Up and out of bed.
It's Sunday morning,7 am:
it's John, our hockey Head.

O Captain! My Captain! rise up and hear the horn.
You've triumphed over quite a foe, so why the look forlorn?
You've finally beaten Buckley in a way that they'd say's fair;
by playing two 16 year olds... and a goalie with facial hair.

Hark, hark, hark! Who is that man?
St. David's own 'Big Red'.
Without the Scotto gourmet lunch,
he's cold and underfed.

O Captain! My Captain! you've done a wondrous thing.
How could you be so clever? of you the parents sing.
The SCHOOL now runs the program, our task is cut by half,
With subtle quirk... laid off the work, on St David's coaching staff.

Exult O club, for Shanahan,
For us he's paid the price.
Let's raise our glasses for a toast,
John's coming off the ice....!


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Mark Schulte 20 October 2009

I loved your poem 'Sophomore Year'. It was a penetrating look into the vagaries that make up the second year of high school.

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