That Goal Against Hajduk Split
¶ 1
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What defines a work of art?
A fine aesthetic pleasure?
A sculpted form that might impart
Deep meaning in great measure?
A crafted work that might convey
Great joy or melancholy?
But how on earth does one display
That Davie Rogers’ volley?
¶ 2
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You cannot hang it on a nail
Or stand it on a base.
The written word is bound to fail
To capture its sweet grace.
To place it in a public park
Would be an act of folly,
Yet I still see it, clear and stark –
That Davie Rogers’ volley.
¶ 3
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His left foot painted such a scene
Of total jubilation
That Christy Brown, sure, must have been
This artist’s inspiration.
No canvas dignified by Man
[As I remarked to Ollie]
Ever wrought more feelings than
That Davie Rogers’ volley.
¶ 4
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Art critics state without a doubt
That it’s their solemn duty
To tell the great unwashed about
Great works of lucent beauty.
But nothing of artistic fame,
In my opinion, quali-
Fies for more worldwide acclaim
Than Davie Rogers’ volley.
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