Poems by Kate LaDew

1. thessaly has no room for your bones   so we dig them up,  leaving the dirt for another grecian body it takes most of the day the little pins and screws that held you together glinting in the sun I pick up the breastbone that once held your heart turn it over and press … Continue reading Poems by Kate LaDew

Poetry by Robert Cooperman

A Latin Elective, Brooklyn College, 1968   While our knees pistoned for Professor Kaplan to hand out the passages we’d have to translate for our final exam, Eleanor mumbled, “Latin’s a dead language, as dead as it can be; first it killed the Romans, and now it’s killing me.” Maybe it was hilarious, maybe I … Continue reading Poetry by Robert Cooperman