The Tate Britain Poem by maggie oke

The Tate Britain



I come here for the lofty peace, the vibration
It is like a church without religion
Enabled
I can gather my thoughts
There is no sense of hurry rush or need
Democratic
The affluence of treasure is shared amongst all those who appreciate it
Light and airy
I can think here
My mind can fly and float

I saw the lady with the name tag pause with her pen
She then wrote
‘Not too crowded ‘against the box
‘Ipsos Mori would like to thank you for completing this survey’
She said.

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