In off the Framework

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 “when the pupil is ready, the teacher appears”

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 I watch my son
Direct the traffic around him
The rock at the back
The talisman throughout
The prophet
The driver
The one who blocks, when danger shapes
The one who shoots, when time escapes
The one who leads, when all are fallen
And when hope is fraying, and all are praying
For any sort of a break, he is the one to shake
To take control, to gain possession
To prod and poke, and then to stroke
The ball into the back of the net
In a masterclass, of finishing

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 So with my own muscles diminishing
And with our obvious common chord
It’s time to put away, my benign mortarboard



The opening line I’d never heard before, until I read an interview with one of my favourite composers, Colm Mac Con Iomaire, an Irish musician who played with Kíla and also with The Frames. He now composes movie soundtracks.

I didn’t have the title to this, until I wrote down his band name in these notes.

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/in-off-the-framework/