Love at First Sight

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Love at First Sight
* f+ I0 g0 F& Y0 L3 G& Pby Wislawa Szymborska


They both thought
that a sudden feeling had united them
9 v; I$ x* E) @# K- d- w! ?) j0 NThis certainty is beautiful,
Even more beautiful than uncertainty.

- ]8 N" f- i: p- ?2 S7 c, i  e) cThey thought they didn't know each other,
nothing had ever happened between them,
  g, l0 c$ X  B4 Q$ |7 n! u( o3 p5 OThese streets, these stairs, this corridors,
Where they could have met so long ago?
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I would like to ask them,
if they can remember -
6 u; T1 q5 d6 S7 C7 Pperhaps in a revolving door
face to face one day?
A "sorry" in the crowd?
2 q# }2 k$ F9 S+ f"Wrong number" on the 'phone?
- but I know the answer.
No, they don't remember.
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  l0 {  M# e- y- x# C' z! {6 uHow surprised they would be
9 ^  W4 [# i1 QFor such a long time already
% f) }: X! l2 B" uFate has been playing with them.
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Not quite yet ready
4 N7 f' Y0 @/ n- uto change into destiny,
0 `' J% F  e4 ~' z+ uwhich brings them nearer and yet further,
cutting their path
2 U) E: R# s" `3 T+ _& L# Y$ {5 Mand stifling a laugh,
escaping ever further;
There were sings, indications,
8 m( ~, r- U/ H: Zundecipherable, what does in matter.
Three years ago, perhaps
/ D( s: t7 k& t- f' ]% h" Ior even last Tuesday,
: @8 `9 l7 E3 @0 s; G- Y+ tthis leaf flying
from one shoulder to another?
Something lost and gathered.
  }: i5 M% D1 c, [) nWho knows, perhaps a ball already
' @9 W9 V$ Q! R6 _% xin the bushes, in childhood?

There were handles, door bells,
where, on the trace of a hand,
  D4 Q. o5 B( E& f9 E/ g; Fanother hand was placed;
suitcases next to one another in the
0 X, z5 u1 c- r6 Fleft luggage.
. I+ ]3 k5 {2 ?9 a, KAnd maybe one night the same dream
forgotten on walking;
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, F5 {' e7 Z$ C2 z& P3 BBut every beginning
' U6 ~% ^9 u% F8 N- U1 Ris only a continuation
, T, G' \% U% qand the book of fate is
; y, Y7 F" @9 {7 b8 n: `0 x( aalways open in the middle.
* T6 Z4 ]' y1 e+ @& i, J) g, V8 ^Translation from Polish by Roman Gren
Translation from French by Sarah Hardenberg

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