The Unitarian Church in Westport
10 Lyons Plains Rd., Westport, CT 06880 - Ph: (203)227-7205 Sunday Services: 10:00 AM
Go, sit upon the lofty hill, And turn your eyes around, Where waving woods and waters wild Do hymn an autumn sound. The summer sun is faint on them — The summer flowers depart — Sit still — as all transform’d to sExcept your musing heart. How there you sat in summer-time, May yet be […]
“Now it came to pass that while the Elder in Israel tarried at Babylon, a message came to him from a distant city, saying, ‘Come, thou, and counsel with us and help us to search out a priest, for he that did serve us hath gone mad.’ And the Elder in Israel arose, and journeyed […]
I’d like to leave a lighter imprint on the world than I’d formerly meant. Just a scent, not the thud of the thing steaming on a plate. Instead of “I told you so!” let my epitaph be the glance, the edge, the mist. The delicately attenuated swirl of an innuendo instead of a thunderhead. The […]
Unable are the Loved to die For Love is Immortality, Nay, it is Deity — Unable theythat love — to die For Love reforms Vitality Into Divinity.
My uncle ordered popovers From the restaurant’s bill of fare. And when they were served, He regarded them with a penetrating stare. . . . Then he spoke great Words of Wisdom And he sat there on that chair: “To eat these things,” said my uncle, “You must exercise great care. You may swallow down […]
As sure as prehistoric fish grew legs and sauntered off the beaches into forests working up some irregular verbs for their first conversation, so three-year-old children enter the phase of name-calling. Every day a new one arrives and is added to the repertoire. You Dumb Goopyhead, You Big Sewerface, You Poop-on-the-Floor (a kind of Navaho […]
A great Samurai warrior, now old, had decided to teach Zen Buddhism to young people. Despite his age, the legend was that he could defeat any adversary. One afternoon, a young warrior – known for his complete lack of scruples – arrived there. He was famous for using techniques of provocation: he waited until his […]
By the rude bridge that arched the flood, Their flag to April’s breeze unfurled, Here once the embattled farmers stood, And fired the shot heard round the world, The foe long since in silence slept, Alike the Conqueror silent sleeps, And Time the ruined bridge has swept Down the dark stream which seaward creeps. On […]
Day! Faster and more fast, O’er night’s brim, day boils at last: Boils, pure gold, o’er the cloud-cup’s brim. Where spurting and suppressed it lay, For not a froth-flake touched the rim Of yonder gap in the solid gray Of the eastern cloud, an hour away; But forth one wavelet, then another, curled, Till the […]
He drew a circle that shut me out — Heretic, rebel, a thing to flout. But Love and I had the wit to win: We drew a circle that took him in!