The Latin Senate
By Christopher J. Bradley
3/7/01 6:18:40 PM
In 1998 A.D. we convened
In a hall on the University Campus
To discuss linguistic endeavors
And the fantasy
Of those who ruled for a thousand years.
There were two women among us
That I noticed right off
Because one had red hair
And the other lived in my hometown.
Another of the senators
Was a bone doctor
And bringing latin named artifacts to class
The most impressive of which was a cranium.
A tall thin shadow caster
Spoke of the whims of Aphrodite and Hades
And the other subjects of Zeus
While instructing us in the necessity for oxen in past times.
I write to him from time to time now
And am glad to hear he married successfully
And engineered his fortress
Somewhere more secure than this.
All of the other senators passed through the loopholes
Some not as flowingly as others.
And I remember reading and writing about
Cities in the clouds
Traveled to on chariots made of the air itself.
And I know that I can build bridges now
Between what I learn and what I want to show
And let the waters splash from the rivers of my mind
Through the aqueducts of data and parchment
To the citizenship at large.