Love at First Sight

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Love at First Sight
7 s! t1 Q1 C) G6 s9 }by Wislawa Szymborska
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( d( R, m+ m# `7 AThey both thought
that a sudden feeling had united them
7 K) J8 z, d( W% [: _+ ]This certainty is beautiful,
Even more beautiful than uncertainty.

, w  D+ t! I" D9 g# HThey thought they didn't know each other,
$ E# S& i  P  onothing had ever happened between them,
" q& K# q7 O6 d9 p; g! D5 S" O4 aThese streets, these stairs, this corridors,
: m) ?: g( D3 N1 h0 WWhere they could have met so long ago?

I would like to ask them,
if they can remember -
perhaps in a revolving door
' |' C1 x9 I) j  G; mface to face one day?
- L, Q# `& h$ v% E* n# A1 sA "sorry" in the crowd?
& x9 H: d& |. T$ Z"Wrong number" on the 'phone?
  H3 x; M' s9 t: M: P3 C- but I know the answer.
No, they don't remember.

' e- s% Q5 y  u6 sHow surprised they would be
& F2 B% F" V- i$ b' AFor such a long time already
Fate has been playing with them.
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- b9 r# K4 i+ ANot quite yet ready
7 d& R5 V" G( g- H, _to change into destiny,
6 d4 \8 N* g$ j: D$ Zwhich brings them nearer and yet further,
cutting their path
2 [) N& B' P4 Tand stifling a laugh,
- h( W" u" z. ]6 ?% ^: l! r: b1 jescaping ever further;
There were sings, indications,
; @+ S* Y* l' I7 `! M* Q4 \undecipherable, what does in matter.
( n3 j" B2 o5 I; I3 b) e0 oThree years ago, perhaps
or even last Tuesday,
this leaf flying
from one shoulder to another?
- G' H/ r- v7 ]& GSomething lost and gathered.
Who knows, perhaps a ball already
in the bushes, in childhood?

) `4 v" W8 R0 C( FThere were handles, door bells,
# S5 }+ E. R) `2 gwhere, on the trace of a hand,
another hand was placed;
suitcases next to one another in the
left luggage.
And maybe one night the same dream
forgotten on walking;

5 E7 \4 b3 D5 S1 @, iBut every beginning
is only a continuation
and the book of fate is
# U) ~2 H# Q' y+ M: ]always open in the middle.
& V; j" {* a2 I8 f& l& i/ K( MTranslation from Polish by Roman Gren
: f1 S# n2 r% B2 j4 aTranslation from French by Sarah Hardenberg

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向左走向右走里面有用这首诗的一节哎~!