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John C. Mannone: Like Sherlock Holmes

Art by Nancy Soriano 2022

Like Sherlock Holmes


by John C. Mannone



The detective stands confident, sure,

tweed cap brimming eyes, smoldering

pipe in hand; pulls the cuff of his coat

tight to stay the dawn chill. Cemetery

grass stirs. And wind ruffles the fallen

leaves; sun, too angry to sift through

the fog, to shine on the marble stone

etched with the name of the thug who

lunged at the young girl with a knife

simply to scare her into his Skylark car.

His heavy-footed moves set the fates:

the imbalance, the stumbling over rocks,

the piercing of her little heart, the rush

of screamless air from her lungs. Death

by this thief, who had remained invisible

to society all his life, now made apparent

his intents, his heart shriveled, hatred

blinding him in his own reflection. His

mother, whom he had tried to please

by bringing this small child to her,

would have stirred the ground where

she lay loosing her ashes to the wind.

But there’s only her charred remains

left to cry for her son. And the hounds

howl in the distance hungry for fox.


The detective shakes his head, blares

out: Even deranged fathers are sly

thieves that try to hide truth. He stokes

his pipe, turns to the other tombstone,

whispers that the crocus will bloom

on the little girl’s gravesite; the sun will

smile, and the fog will brush its muted

watercolors on the marble stone.





John C. Mannone has poems in Windhover, North Dakota Quarterly, Poetry South, Baltimore Review, and others. Winner/Nominee of numerous contests/awards, John edits poetry for Abyss & Apex and other journals. He’s a retired physics professor living in Knoxville, Tennessee.




Nancy Soriano grew up in New York City and now resides in the Hudson Valley. She loves the darker side of art—and life. She is rediscovering her love of photography through her latest muse, her cat Zoey. 

In Association with Black Petals & Fossil Publications 2022