The Unitarian Church in Westport
10 Lyons Plains Rd., Westport, CT 06880 - Ph: (203)227-7205 Sunday Services: 10:00 AM
The witch that came (the withered hag) To wash the steps with pail and rag Was once the beauty Abishag, The picture pride of Hollywood. Too many fall from great and good For you to doubt the likelihood. Die early and avoid the fate. Or if predestined to die late, Make up your mind to […]
The buzz-saw snarled and rattled in the yard And made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood, Sweet-scented stuff when the breeze drew across it. And from there those that lifted eyes could count Five mountain ranges one behind the other Under the sunset far into Vermont. And the saw snarled and rattled, snarled and […]
There is the sudden silence of the crowd above a player not moving on the field, and the silence of the orchid. The silence of the falling vase before it strikes the floor, the silence of the belt when it is not striking the child. The stillness of the cup and the water in it, […]
Speech is one symptom of Affection And Silence one— The perfectest communication Is heard of none— Exists and its indorsement Is had within— Behold, said the Apostle, Yet had not seen!
The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao. The name that can be named is not the eternal name. The nameless is the beginning of heaven and Earth. The named is the mother of the ten thousand things. Ever desireless, one can see the mystery. Ever desiring, one sees the manifestations. These […]
And God stepped out on space, And He looked around and said, “I’m lonely — I’ll make me a world.” And far as the eye of God could see Darkness covered everything, Blacker than a hundred midnights Down in a cypress swamp. Then God smiled, And the light broke, And the darkness rolled up on […]
Blessings on the hand of women! Angels guard its strength and grace, In the palace, cottage, hovel, Oh, no matter where the place; Would that never storms assailed it, Rainbows ever gently curled; For the hand that rocks the cradle Is the hand that rules the world. Infancy’s the tender fountain, Power may with beauty […]
The first time I heard ‘Peggy Sue’ I was 12 years old Russians up in rocket ships And the war was cold Now many wars have come and gone Genocide still goes on Buddy Holly still goes on But his catalog was sold First time I smoked Guess what, ‘Paranoid’ First time I heard ‘Satisfaction’ […]
When I get older, losing my hair, many years from now Will you still be sending me a valentine, birthday greetings, bottle of wine? If I’d been out ’til quarter to three, would you lock the door? Will you still need me, will you still feed me when I’m sixty-four? You’ll be older too Ah, […]
Tho’ I’m no Catholic I listen hard when the bells in the yellow-brick tower of their new church ring down the leaves ring in the frost upon them and the death of the flowers ring out the grackle toward the south, the sky darkened by them, ring in the new baby of Mr. and Mrs. […]