Here dwell together still two men of note
Who never lived and so can never die:
How very near they seem, yet how remote
That age before the world went all awry.
But still the game's afoot for those with ears
Attuned to catch the distant view-halloo:
England is England yet, for all our fears—
Only those things the heart believes are true.
A yellow fog swirls past the window-pane
As night descends upon this fabled street:
A lonely hansom splashes through the rain,
The ghostly gas lamps fail at twenty feet.
Here, though the world explode, these two survive,
And it is always eighteen ninety-five.
Notes
The title is the London address of the fictional pair, Sherlock Holmes and Dr Watson. 221b Baker Street. The address is a pilgrimage for many fans of the "Great Detective" some of whom believe he existed.
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From guest Susan Donahue (contact)
Oh,my! I am empressed with that poem. As a great fan of that illustrious pair, I spotted them before the couplet. Thank you for sharing it with me. -
This is truly a great homage to some of the greatest story-telling ever was.
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This is a wonderful and evocative sonnet, and most especially for anyone who loves Sherlock Holmes
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