If the jewelled cadence and sea-lush imagery of the Atlantean sonnets swept you away, Eddison’s high pageant will feel like home. In The Worm Ouroboros, the clash of Demonland and Witchland unfolds in richly embroidered prose—think of Lord Juss’s perilous ascent of Koshtra Pivrarcha or the storming of Carcë—as sumptuous and ceremonious as any coral-domed palace you’ve visited beneath the waves.

If the Atlantean hymns to lost gods and moonlit courts moved you, Dunsany’s twilight tale will sing the same old music. The King of Elfland’s Daughter follows Alveric with his rune-forged sword as he woos Lirazel out of Elfland, where time drifts like mist and borders blur—much like those tide-drowned thresholds and pearl-lit halls you loved in the Atlantean cycle.

If the dream-bright palaces and metamorphic seascapes of Atlantis spoke to you, Lindsay’s Tormance will challenge and enchant in equal measure. In A Voyage to Arcturus, Maskull journeys through crystal forests and living winds, meets Surtur’s troubling revelations, and sheds senses like old skins—an odyssey as visionary and strange as any tide-sung Atlantean rapture.

If the Atlantean sonnets’ coral thrones, abyssal bells, and star-drowned temples enthralled you, Smith’s verse is the deep source. In Selected Poems you’ll find the opulent sweep of “The Hashish-Eater,” jeweled laments of Poseidonis, and necromantic music from Zothique—each poem a tide-pool of wonder overflowing with the same luxuriant decadence you admired.

If you enjoyed how the Atlantean cycle unfolds as a constellation of brief, luminous pieces, this book’s mosaic of creation-myth vignettes will delight you. The Gods of Pegāna offers compact, incantatory tales—Skarl the Drummer beating time for Mana-Yood-Sushai, the caprices of Kib and Mung—each snapshot carrying the same concentrated shimmer as your favorite sea-born sonnets.