Showing posts with label C. S. Lewis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label C. S. Lewis. Show all posts

Sunday, May 25, 2014

"A dream"


"The real conflict is not between Christianity and 'nature', but between Christian principles and other principles in the control of 'nature'." (C. S. Lewis)

Probably, and as night is night
  I was certain
to have dreamed (& torn out the
   antlers of)
a first view of its beastly grin—

  and crazy also
to have burst into a rage of cold embers
  with trying,
riled at first & then slowing to a trot:
 
  and crazier still
to have seen up close the dark sin
  such as it was
—for it moved from the very spot
  & spun like Naomi!—

Not the easiest thing I’d ever seen:

  stag without horns,
and tail coiled nicely down its throat--
   the sting!
 
And I followed like a coot, & ran
  down that maze,
racked with dark eyes & willow-lean—
  sin's dark lean

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

A Face to a Name (2): "C.S. Lewis"





Sorry! but in order to tout love from every side
  I won't come to it stilly

Heart's red and porous so I said to myself,
  pushing into place

that I thought of nothing more than to be
 like him 'Don't leave!'

See, Jack loved his Helen, and he grieved
  and made himself tall

So I tried my best, too, unobserved, to
  look tallish, like him

If C.S. Lewis can, then up the stairs I'd
  bound along, in my vest,

in order to reach the dark of her portholed
  door, the soft expulsion