Poems of the Week


by Ruth S. Baker

“Prospect of queue to join queue as Queen mourners told capacity reached…”
—The Guardian

I planned to join the queue to view
And bid a due adieu;
Instead, in lieu, I’ve joined the queue
To queue to join the queue.

I’m feeling blue: I thought I knew
The length that queues accrue;
Still, jusqu’au bout I’ll see it through
And queue to view the Q.