#and i just actually found this anthology i bought in a bookstore in savannah that was from like the 1930s
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I usually loathe poetry, but <3
So I've been tentatively edging my way back into the ACD Holmes fandom at a glacier-like pace, in an effort to recapture a muse a decade forgotten. Looking for bookverse SH fans to follow, feel free to like this post or point me at them.
Meanwhile, have the poem I wrote waaaay back when, for The Empty House anthology, and then promptly forgot about until going through my WIP folder.
Cadenced scales and chords discordant Coaxed from strings, more scrape than tune Partner with the darkling twilight Shrouding all in fog-wreathed moon.
Softly now the lamp-light flickers Casting ‘cross that pensive face Shadows which betray the darkest Perils of the human race.
A child’s hope, a father’s burden A gracious lady’s firm behest – But L’art pour l’art, because the Master Is not swayed by wealth or crest.
But then! The tuneful musing halts As convoluted lies take flight. Sophistry and misconception Must give way before the Light.
Truth is Light, and his Conductor Unassuming, strong, discreet – Stalwart friend and chronicler, he Guards the sleuth of Baker Street.
Scarlet studies, Games and madmen Speckled bands but one close call. Valleys change from Fear to Shadows Heralding the Final Fall.
An Empty House stands still and silent Monument to genius gone; But no true hero lies forgotten While a chronicler lives on.
#acd holmes#in case anyone out there does the bookverse thing#i'm just married to granada#because brett is my tortured soulmate#i read the books once#and i just actually found this anthology i bought in a bookstore in savannah that was from like the 1930s#this book smells amazing#the spine is in awful shape tho#but i don't know them well enough#whomp whomp
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