A peek at the other language I devote some of my time to. This is an acrostic poem of Fortunatus.'



I took a class on medieval latin this semester. Sadly, this may have been my last latin class ever, unless I happen to wind up in a comp lit department instead of slavic for grad school. Keeping up with latin has been a pleasant change of pace--in contrast to all my Russian related studies. There's something so refreshing about the latin language, and folks like Ovid, Vergil, and even Alcuin or Walahfrid feel like old friends.