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Love at First Sight
& @! E6 ^& _& \8 G3 i5 vby Wislawa Szymborska
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They both thought% q1 X7 G/ u5 u: P7 E' P
that a sudden feeling had united them. y7 o7 x" p9 G. U7 f. d
This certainty is beautiful, T1 ?! ]9 K; ?0 k3 k$ o u- n3 u3 l5 l
Even more beautiful than uncertainty.+ \+ l1 T% S- Y x6 c) U1 e
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They thought they didn't know each other,
4 \% |$ t8 L$ g* e) L& L1 S4 ]9 Pnothing had ever happened between them,
y0 f G4 f5 l. S4 |These streets, these stairs, this corridors,
8 M1 d3 z# \9 ?0 U8 e* T; IWhere they could have met so long ago?
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: q. o- j1 L( p4 c0 tI would like to ask them,
6 Y* A+ s; t5 o( m: {8 bif they can remember -
5 h; U! O. I9 lperhaps in a revolving door
8 S1 l8 \. ?2 Kface to face one day?
: s# r ~! ^5 ]3 X) v4 W9 kA "sorry" in the crowd?( d9 z( v# y7 K8 [3 f
"Wrong number" on the 'phone?& |- e0 M! C! m& n* p* ?9 n
- but I know the answer.2 O# W! N, e- }& H' a
No, they don't remember.' d( V/ V% Q! U. I" q c
9 d! `, U) i5 \7 _7 m+ bHow surprised they would be7 a- x* z+ I# i" K7 S
For such a long time already
/ k" F# j6 G f1 c: H$ wFate has been playing with them.
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7 ]# B _+ r! p: _* i# _Not quite yet ready7 ~9 ~; [2 Q1 m" P' z, { A
to change into destiny,
: }& t0 O5 Q: k p- Z1 swhich brings them nearer and yet further,
, p, F+ d, ~: G( O: R5 c$ [0 lcutting their path
+ i. y4 Z+ C% O5 M0 p+ l* M4 O- \: p2 wand stifling a laugh,
: G, G V' I; e! gescaping ever further;7 n! T! ]2 X2 ^ c) E4 j: z7 Y
There were sings, indications,8 b: V7 R2 w: A4 A
undecipherable, what does in matter., r; _/ W! W, A C
Three years ago, perhaps g# k# L, R( u- p
or even last Tuesday,: W/ S8 z/ K' a9 p; b+ \1 I
this leaf flying
8 q4 s5 n# ~/ ~4 q3 A% W. v- \from one shoulder to another?% X6 U- j- M' C2 b' R+ _/ z V
Something lost and gathered.
1 S" O. g- c8 ^9 n" h, DWho knows, perhaps a ball already
- V7 E# \/ J6 X; N" E6 ^; yin the bushes, in childhood?
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2 W" w- Z& c dThere were handles, door bells,: W- i4 t: {+ L( { z
where, on the trace of a hand,
7 d$ e r' z# e" H7 d/ `another hand was placed;
) c' \* d# Q( B; H" R M% P- fsuitcases next to one another in the
. q/ U8 {2 v3 o, x0 F; ^left luggage.
$ M* E% A+ a; z$ O- ?And maybe one night the same dream* p' b S; L! H/ O1 Z' @
forgotten on walking;
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But every beginning# D; ^ ? B( [5 ^% f4 D6 \
is only a continuation$ X2 T- [" T) r6 I$ I) g6 F
and the book of fate is
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Translation from Polish by Roman Gren$ a- E [3 ]. _
Translation from French by Sarah Hardenberg |
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