Love at First Sight

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Love at First Sight
by Wislawa Szymborska


They both thought
- Q, R$ W( W( M+ n5 ^" G; Hthat a sudden feeling had united them
! [% n. ~2 r9 J& [; K/ X8 h! B% JThis certainty is beautiful,
7 \% }1 T5 C* @* x1 ^Even more beautiful than uncertainty.
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1 E. p# B2 T5 i' M4 T# }They thought they didn't know each other,
0 Y* Q5 o3 [  O& t6 r: g5 Mnothing had ever happened between them,
! ~4 ]8 q1 }5 H; l, ?These streets, these stairs, this corridors,
2 q) ^% m. q2 \Where they could have met so long ago?
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I would like to ask them,
if they can remember -
perhaps in a revolving door
2 }+ z# l) `/ Kface to face one day?
A "sorry" in the crowd?
"Wrong number" on the 'phone?
8 A% n3 u9 v4 e9 B  f- but I know the answer.
& S, Y$ u% O5 k- E( f% INo, they don't remember.
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+ z* d1 {/ M- K4 SHow surprised they would be
For such a long time already
Fate has been playing with them.

1 k# [$ u/ u+ _3 H! f$ {, NNot quite yet ready
to change into destiny,
which brings them nearer and yet further,
" X: f- T" k. R, A5 u; jcutting their path
8 B- a  i" `8 [/ ]) Zand stifling a laugh,
, o. O6 z& O* U" R0 K. Zescaping ever further;
0 B- N$ |* T; s+ _( v7 NThere were sings, indications,
undecipherable, what does in matter.
Three years ago, perhaps
3 J0 v) h" V3 b2 L# c7 ior even last Tuesday,
this leaf flying
8 {! u7 B0 f+ Y& i. _8 Kfrom one shoulder to another?
0 n# S  Y0 z2 C& USomething lost and gathered.
Who knows, perhaps a ball already
/ ]- E2 U" ^; T9 C, |in the bushes, in childhood?

There were handles, door bells,
where, on the trace of a hand,
another hand was placed;
suitcases next to one another in the
left luggage.
1 f$ Q0 ?2 J: q. HAnd maybe one night the same dream
1 \, U& Z' r5 u  f$ |; f/ [/ gforgotten on walking;

But every beginning
" W+ W. ^4 _4 L7 }3 R1 Kis only a continuation
" O# I3 f& {$ Y. H, K! M: h& hand the book of fate is
$ P0 b1 j: f0 _) calways open in the middle.
. x6 Q& m9 k6 I! iTranslation from Polish by Roman Gren
2 ]6 T! J+ c1 G% B2 s( tTranslation 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~!