A crack in humanity

by Jem Croucher


You can still see the crack
in Tate’s turbine hall
Looking down from above
with no fear of a fall
But as a member and patron
back in twenty-o-eight
I marvelled then at the beauty
which others berate

It’s long filled in now
But you can still trace the line
as it blends in with the people
passing by all the time
But most now are oblivious
never once glancing down
to wonder or puzzle
perhaps with a frown

What all that was about?
What on earth did it mean?
What was it’s purpose?
What from it can we glean?
A testament then to
an immigrant’s plight
‘Shibboleth’ said it all
with uncanny insight

The crack representing
the negative space
that exists between humans
who fight over race
The ‘crack’ may be covered
But the wound is still there
An analogous reminder
of a world without care

Photo – Jempics

‘Shibboleth’ was the 8th commission for London’s Tate Modern turbine hall as a part of the ‘Unilever Series’. Open between October 2007 and April 2008, the 548 foot long crack by Doris Salcedo meandered across the entire length of the turbine hall. You can still trace its filled in length today.

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