Wedge
Louise Carson
Wedge. A great word
caught in my beak.
Wedge heel. Can’t be
caught in the grate.
Wedge the budgie
yellow
in his cage.
A wedge of geese
honk no surrender in a
Wedgewood sky. The manuscript
wedged under my door keeps it open.
Excellent poem for this sullen and sullied era of wedge politics. Bravo!