Ode to C.S. Lewis - II (Sonnet on efforts by HarperCollins to remove Christian allusions from 'The Chronicles of Narnia') O Clive, what treacherous moves are now afoot To rob your novels of their raison d'être. For HarperCollins now seem out to loot Your love of God, to honest hearts' regret. Will they deny that Aslan's resurrection Echoes our Lord's? Or claim that when the lion Calls home the stars in Narnia's final section, 'Twas not the work of the Creator's scion? The suits, it seems, are out to make quick cash By profiting from Harry Potter's charm. Such short-term opportunism must clash With thine eternal truths and stir alarm. Dear friend, if you be turning in your grave, Pray stir God's legions, sanctity to save. June 2001