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Love at First Sight [8 m( v4 P X
by Wislawa Szymborska
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They both thought8 p) C$ [1 q. S
that a sudden feeling had united them0 F+ [0 |6 { W* y
This certainty is beautiful, p# i$ X: A" m) p8 F% Q
Even more beautiful than uncertainty.
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8 s/ T# r* ]" b# kThey thought they didn't know each other,
2 a6 E: O- T5 ~" |6 e( } A, rnothing had ever happened between them,+ w: r9 L" P% G& J }$ N, o
These streets, these stairs, this corridors,
# \/ @( o; r- b# ~5 iWhere they could have met so long ago?' {( l# B) d+ t
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I would like to ask them,
- M1 Y1 X) r2 f8 N: E4 Zif they can remember -: X! B. [3 h' x. p% ?' j; O
perhaps in a revolving door$ G. g6 }3 k. Y- S! d# z
face to face one day?
/ j$ U9 v: Y8 W0 X1 s0 U) NA "sorry" in the crowd?
, W( K3 Q8 ^7 S"Wrong number" on the 'phone?
6 {8 R5 ]0 Z- u# T& x& }# K# d5 u7 J- but I know the answer.. E; j) U+ j% t6 c
No, they don't remember. {5 [6 ^) b+ K& ?
: k" _+ w) y3 d% C# J: H0 HHow surprised they would be& ]/ ^# ^) ~- u$ i
For such a long time already
/ R; y4 k( z9 ?: dFate has been playing with them.5 M7 W! X* {9 T; U
/ A) V) A! f4 H% d5 tNot quite yet ready7 s! w9 G z; X2 S) Z* p* }' W
to change into destiny,: |5 k7 L8 T. `) k3 w* J, ]- }
which brings them nearer and yet further,1 G y3 r8 g# V+ g% C! U
cutting their path/ c# Z, V# |/ U" t
and stifling a laugh,2 D5 \) J! ^: H# \- L, c2 G
escaping ever further;
2 T( w8 Z( {' N" O; z. s7 G% VThere were sings, indications,
3 X3 b) Y4 f d9 D y4 h1 nundecipherable, what does in matter.4 g6 L \) D! v% m$ H2 M- e3 p
Three years ago, perhaps
7 k% b V5 B4 m% e! qor even last Tuesday,# e( ~ `6 f) Q# M0 ^
this leaf flying; K Y! d! Y* Z* N5 Y
from one shoulder to another?$ |: X3 l1 E, A" _ p/ C: V
Something lost and gathered.
! P5 u; I" s! b VWho knows, perhaps a ball already
: C( |$ x# C% H( Bin the bushes, in childhood?
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0 T) }6 H& r/ f. i: V \8 `There were handles, door bells,
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another hand was placed;* d: G( V: }: I) X! S
suitcases next to one another in the
$ G8 w n, e9 k, W8 V' ^0 pleft luggage." B4 q. b5 s3 c; k, K4 w6 s m1 j
And maybe one night the same dream
; e( w$ C4 T H$ S8 Dforgotten on walking;
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* E% M* v! ?6 r# [6 _But every beginning2 y7 W) M# x& V1 t6 `+ k2 m, L
is only a continuation/ p2 J( \& j0 q0 f$ U
and the book of fate is
$ Y/ ^' C% M3 v7 f% Yalways open in the middle.# I% w' y3 u: W K! Y
Translation from Polish by Roman Gren% H( {) w: J/ Y) l) X/ J: N) A& ~
Translation from French by Sarah Hardenberg |
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