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Issue # 8 September 2012
"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare


Thomas Martin lives in Dublin. He is an occasional writer of verse, fiction and polemic. His work has appeared in Figments, Piranha, The Irish Times, The Weary Blues and Poetry24.

Thomas Martin



The music I play
Is not my own
But is of the masters.
My fleeting fingers
Fly over the frets
In frantic pursuit
Of the beauty of Ganz,
And, as I play,
I somehow make the music mine
And, finally,
Give you something of my own.