Love at First Sight

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Love at First Sight
by Wislawa Szymborska
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They both thought
4 ^8 F- Z  N6 Pthat a sudden feeling had united them
0 S' t4 }1 M% k, OThis certainty is beautiful,
2 I2 M' ~) ^! i4 [# }. dEven more beautiful than uncertainty.

They thought they didn't know each other,
nothing had ever happened between them,
" `% e4 d9 i) K& g5 K% V5 SThese streets, these stairs, this corridors,
$ P3 R# U6 k# I+ H1 l, u1 T* @) p: iWhere they could have met so long ago?
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, j" x- {5 _8 o! g2 \+ T( S: p% QI would like to ask them,
) d: k  X( |5 u- q" v  \if they can remember -
perhaps in a revolving door
& p7 j0 t1 ?0 `2 m6 m0 o: ~face to face one day?
A "sorry" in the crowd?
"Wrong number" on the 'phone?
, n: |1 w% q2 Y; m9 J: h- but I know the answer.
No, they don't remember.

How surprised they would be
For such a long time already
0 l; i" e1 Z9 ~Fate has been playing with them.

6 u  e( Q# Z* w6 [( h0 j5 R: bNot quite yet ready
5 P# a. J" s' H% Gto change into destiny,
7 o2 N( z; s; X6 @2 u1 S* nwhich brings them nearer and yet further,
* N3 U% _/ O- j6 g3 pcutting their path
0 W1 c! Q5 c  N2 Pand stifling a laugh,
8 a) E( X7 F( s# M, Descaping ever further;
There were sings, indications,
0 O$ X) C" G* S  M! T! T6 Sundecipherable, what does in matter.
Three years ago, perhaps
or even last Tuesday,
this leaf flying
7 _% J  Z: u" [& U4 f8 z0 `3 tfrom one shoulder to another?
! Z6 n+ \1 m! f, @, V9 Q& ZSomething lost and gathered.
Who knows, perhaps a ball already
in the bushes, in childhood?

There were handles, door bells,
3 ]- J7 c1 j3 m: kwhere, on the trace of a hand,
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, b4 g2 m" }# Z, C% C+ @5 ?suitcases next to one another in the
8 [, O! Z. S" H/ ~" sleft luggage.
And maybe one night the same dream
forgotten on walking;
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9 ]% \3 g, M& E- |8 b9 w! N1 i) p* PBut every beginning
is only a continuation
: V; V+ f9 l' eand the book of fate is
always open in the middle.
Translation from Polish by Roman Gren
Translation 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~!