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Love at First Sight' A8 T# R0 h$ e9 N: a, f. O: Z& q/ b: Q2 ]
by Wislawa Szymborska/ ?' C! o$ g* J9 k( d1 K7 l5 z5 ^
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, g: J% R$ w& k- B, dThey both thought! B; W7 l& F) A2 K
that a sudden feeling had united them- O2 q- y* w2 ^1 s1 b. v9 U
This certainty is beautiful,
" f! z9 |+ E' H& {* c) P! Q Y. `Even more beautiful than uncertainty.
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R6 v3 k# G1 V0 O- WThey thought they didn't know each other,
# O3 S7 X( K$ \/ [5 [5 inothing had ever happened between them,: @! t4 b: }7 m4 W; c0 ]6 r$ t/ z" q
These streets, these stairs, this corridors,9 B' _- h3 I" ]$ f& n% p, f
Where they could have met so long ago?) g" I# `2 w u$ B3 X3 E
. Z t. u7 e" Y6 w4 sI would like to ask them,
" ~. B r$ W" |, q" M& Mif they can remember -+ b3 C% t! P7 B# y0 T1 \6 L+ m
perhaps in a revolving door
& f0 j1 h6 }+ J' Jface to face one day?
! N6 q. D+ T" iA "sorry" in the crowd?
; K5 \3 Z4 h- p# @2 u"Wrong number" on the 'phone?
! F- V3 t' L' G- but I know the answer.
% V" x6 h7 p# A: S$ d% rNo, they don't remember.
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How surprised they would be
% ?* p9 c) d7 ^: i# P: PFor such a long time already" f) d- w( c" e( N1 b
Fate has been playing with them.5 d6 Y3 B8 @* m8 q
' a1 \& E: U4 [' y9 INot quite yet ready) W' x" C# t, G! `% L+ t
to change into destiny,
8 Z( @4 v: o# q( X- r" kwhich brings them nearer and yet further,
* @- \* T3 ~" \8 g: _% xcutting their path
/ m- U: @7 ~9 v- Vand stifling a laugh,0 R% h) B( a! g' O3 R; a, h6 K" _' ]0 _
escaping ever further;
3 o) P8 Z, _. ^3 N) cThere were sings, indications,
7 @; S0 ~1 f. a+ _: S( sundecipherable, what does in matter.6 \5 \0 j; w+ x! m
Three years ago, perhaps. u- X3 \, _* i( ~
or even last Tuesday,' U5 B3 _, X. e; P( E
this leaf flying
% ~( w- e2 T8 V% l: c1 {9 h/ I4 z W# @from one shoulder to another?# K, P$ A# k$ Q" w/ c3 y, I) F
Something lost and gathered.% [! e) D ?2 q- `! O5 k" c
Who knows, perhaps a ball already
5 _3 z6 W& i; g E9 k- Jin the bushes, in childhood?: m" D; u4 p. K D( A+ o8 l. O, B
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There were handles, door bells,
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another hand was placed;. o7 B; M2 N# B* M; T
suitcases next to one another in the
R3 t8 A; g. y3 Jleft luggage.1 `$ i5 w3 @ N5 S1 w A& W8 y
And maybe one night the same dream
8 \ E7 P* S& S* ` T) `; Vforgotten on walking;3 ?* L" ?; D* g$ r1 n" h; I
2 {% L. I, O% U: K! X4 {9 S) FBut every beginning2 M: T2 H C& S. e l# f( p
is only a continuation% c4 v7 L; L- b' _( K
and the book of fate is& K5 z0 p) a& o0 @
always open in the middle.
; T) l3 R+ \2 KTranslation from Polish by Roman Gren
! | X8 K6 a. N1 gTranslation from French by Sarah Hardenberg |
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