"...so now my friends, 'tis time we begin/this glorious story of glorious sin" - from "Infernal Madici", T. Grayson.

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Emerging from a dusty Leicestershire bookshelf, the forgotten legends of Madici catch their first glimpse of light in centuries.  The stories about this condemned city were those of much speculation within underground literary communities until the late 18th Century, with those discussing it often being dismissed as paranoid romantics, or worse, heretics.

 
The critical reader is now welcome to study and purchase the prophetic verses of Infernal Madici and other poetical works of Grayson, such as the following, (from "Books of Inspiration and Inspired Tales") for the first time.  For those looking for the highly anticipated Illustrated Madici  (joint project between Grayson and Kieron Edwards), please click here.  Others looking for details on the Poetry Brothel, Decadent Romantics or the Brothellian movement, please click here.
 
Trance of the Sceptical Sailor
 
I.
"Harp song on a Siren's breeze
will trap the flotsam mind",
(Legends told on raging seas
Are letters to the blind).
II.
"Living art by ragged coast,
This mistress of Neptune
Glimmers like a gorgeous ghost
And shimmers with the moon".
III.
Slender fingers stroked a string
And whispers licked the gloom,
Crowned with spray, the sailor king
Floundered towards his doom.
IV.
Red soles ripped on rusted rocks
And staggered with the shore,
Dazed eyes twitched like broken clocks
As seasalt stung the sore.
V.
Sharp claws scratched the captains' skin;
I mouthed a silent prayer.
Rags in ears, I turned to sin
And left him screaming there.
VI.
Some sailors will not listen
To tales from this "old crone",
Until they hear a kissing
Of Harpy's teeth on bone.
 
 
T. Grayson