Love at First Sight

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Love at First Sight
( O( t! @" w8 V3 [by Wislawa Szymborska
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2 A8 E: A! @) E' i" `% UThey both thought
: K0 x5 ]; L& ]4 h* c9 X6 Mthat a sudden feeling had united them
' X( O/ p' }7 \4 Q  N, ^This certainty is beautiful,
- R$ {+ S* g( ?( O" l" ^7 lEven more beautiful than uncertainty.

. U: U* y; B6 DThey thought they didn't know each other,
2 X8 H) @- k% i" O6 tnothing had ever happened between them,
These streets, these stairs, this corridors,
" p0 v. G" w( Q" J2 l4 ^Where they could have met so long ago?

I would like to ask them,
if they can remember -
perhaps in a revolving door
, x% ^. B+ S! D: _( kface to face one day?
) X5 i! j4 }# UA "sorry" in the crowd?
& r9 i6 }3 b, i2 o6 N1 X/ _"Wrong number" on the 'phone?
. W* y; k! [: J# s- but I know the answer.
No, they don't remember.

  `2 Z  G( O: LHow surprised they would be
For such a long time already
Fate has been playing with them.
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Not quite yet ready
to change into destiny,
which brings them nearer and yet further,
# h+ J: n' t. Kcutting their path
and stifling a laugh,
1 S; p: F) p; Zescaping ever further;
# d3 L1 U2 B4 B$ a/ u9 qThere were sings, indications,
; D) ^3 w$ B3 W. D  d) vundecipherable, what does in matter.
$ `- J3 E9 [& \Three years ago, perhaps
or even last Tuesday,
this leaf flying
# C+ O2 N9 U: J9 O5 Nfrom one shoulder to another?
2 s( q1 y5 S+ g6 T6 |' OSomething lost and gathered.
Who knows, perhaps a ball already
% W% k1 H$ R2 K6 Y! Ain the bushes, in childhood?

' N$ {5 l3 A& k/ y3 V$ cThere were handles, door bells,
" B  b2 `8 |! r( U5 c) Owhere, on the trace of a hand,
0 l) a7 \  p* T! o+ r5 x/ Ianother hand was placed;
suitcases next to one another in the
left luggage.
* M& b. i3 ~+ P: ^' m5 f0 S& q: sAnd maybe one night the same dream
forgotten on walking;

But every beginning
  U$ d# d! G; G! `5 d% dis only a continuation
5 E) Z% W; n% Y8 Gand the book of fate is
/ y2 ^3 m: g+ [% V5 i0 r3 aalways open in the middle.
Translation from Polish by Roman Gren
Translation from French by Sarah Hardenberg

晓晓晓晓

向左走向右走里面有用这首诗的一节哎~!