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Love at First Sight8 O; H- W9 H: d1 k
by Wislawa Szymborska
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They both thought
# T% _+ ~# L1 u0 J: v3 Athat a sudden feeling had united them
9 ^, `' H @3 u. L7 C9 }0 @- k" {This certainty is beautiful,
+ Q1 }/ {7 ]) P" ]; FEven more beautiful than uncertainty.
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They thought they didn't know each other,1 c' g. [9 O7 I, E* q
nothing had ever happened between them,; ]4 m4 ]$ ^( T
These streets, these stairs, this corridors,
2 E/ o; C& s1 K0 ^+ Z9 RWhere they could have met so long ago?6 m( K; g( ^* u7 W3 L+ b; w
: m. v, X& P2 c. ^' r" fI would like to ask them,
9 y5 {4 I" {: w: \7 C/ aif they can remember -
, r5 u/ k+ v* @% gperhaps in a revolving door7 H0 v. e# _7 C/ r! X4 A
face to face one day?- G3 P: n, c9 l# X) h; E( D
A "sorry" in the crowd?
9 @8 j2 q9 X* H! n* b6 ~/ s"Wrong number" on the 'phone?
9 j0 F; W( G$ G% ]! _- but I know the answer.
: w- F) A* a$ Q# M6 e# c3 |No, they don't remember.+ Q$ P/ u* a$ H9 U
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How surprised they would be e9 s: e4 @( u4 s! S; o4 B
For such a long time already
: \' c+ y! K4 X9 j4 B. c; `Fate has been playing with them.
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Not quite yet ready
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7 |8 c4 h/ T, m8 v# a6 v+ swhich brings them nearer and yet further,
: I' O9 `9 t9 p5 C7 icutting their path5 K& j4 B* A/ |) U# B) U2 ?- |; B4 e6 f
and stifling a laugh,
8 d5 r- _- m) @9 _9 O1 W3 oescaping ever further;- M' j9 B: o' K6 I6 t4 N) _
There were sings, indications,$ n* l, U: Z' [& Q& N* E
undecipherable, what does in matter.1 d- u$ \$ t3 z+ j. z# A
Three years ago, perhaps
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this leaf flying9 I3 v5 @$ `. v4 ?1 g, P! Q
from one shoulder to another?
0 L$ {# R7 ?% w4 @Something lost and gathered.
6 |% K4 e' e( o4 m y$ X* qWho knows, perhaps a ball already" f y3 V, |0 ^
in the bushes, in childhood?& |: H8 l8 a/ |
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There were handles, door bells,
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another hand was placed;' q4 F7 j# @! g9 L4 `
suitcases next to one another in the
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And maybe one night the same dream7 h" ~9 D: G. P/ G& B, K
forgotten on walking;
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; B6 V- B5 d4 i1 H- }, }But every beginning) I' q1 J R; G5 c, d0 D; ]3 w
is only a continuation* F" F: j) y! x# F2 x" ]
and the book of fate is
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* \& R( ?) j7 v. Z7 @( rTranslation from Polish by Roman Gren" ~1 D6 X* ~; F: j( r# Y
Translation from French by Sarah Hardenberg |
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