Lewis wrote poetry, too. My first encounter with one of Lewis’ poems, was through the lyrical arrangement made of “As the Ruin Falls”, by the consummate guitarist, Phil Keaggy. I have memorized sections of it that had struck me profoundly.
One afternoon, some years ago, when I had a chat with a colleague about Lewis, I was most surprised to learn that Lewis was passionate to become a poet but was not considered by his own colleagues to have achieved that goal. Even so, Lewis sallied forth and crafted poems. One could speculate that they were possibly published on the merits of his skills as an already published author:
“You’ve read the stories, now read the poems!”
By Paul R. Miller