KCT Thought of the Week, August 3, 2007


All the islands have run away 

From the land which is their mother;        

Out where the lighthouse guards the bay    

They race with one another.   

Rocky or wooded, bump and small,     

Edged whitely round with spray,    

What should we do if the islands all      

Ran back to land some day? 

How would the ships know where to steer?     

Where would the sea gulls fly?   

How flat the sea would look, and queer, 

How lonely under the sky!

"Taxis and Toadstools: Verses and Decorations" by Rachel Field Doubleday & Co., Garden City, N.Y. 1952 Courtesy of Mary Lou Boucouvalas

Cape Porpoise Harbor : Photo by Robert Dennis