Later, however,
his book, A Grief Observed,
chronicles his thoughts
following his
wife's death.
Lewis' account
of his anguish
and spiritual
disorientation
is palpable.
It is enough to
bring tears to
the reader's eyes.
"Reality, looked
at steadily, "
he wrote,
"is unbearable."
(Refering to the novel
Plague of Albert Camus)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem