Plato of the clear, dreaming eye and brave
Imaginings, conceived, withdrawn from light,
The hollow of man's heart even as a cave.
With century-slow dropping stalactite
My heart was a dripping tedious in despair.
But yesterday, awhile before I slept:
I wake to find it live with maidenhair
And mosses to the spiky pendants crept.
Great prodigies there are--Johovah's flood
Widening the margin of the Red Sea shore,--
Great marvel when the moon is turned to blood
It is to mortals, yet I marvel more
At the soft rifts, the pushings at my heart,
That lift the great stones of its rock apart.
ITF W50 Lopota Final: [1] Daria Snigur def. [7] Kira Pavlova 6-1, 6-1
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Ukrainian beats a Russian opponent for the fourth time this week, her only
other opponent being Catherine Harrison from the USA. I don't know what
went wro...
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