Love at First Sight

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Love at First Sight
* p+ ]% e* D% @by Wislawa Szymborska


They both thought
+ J0 y. m& V% y* K5 Fthat a sudden feeling had united them
This certainty is beautiful,
Even more beautiful than uncertainty.

9 C+ q9 _$ E  B0 A+ h* UThey thought they didn't know each other,
* Q- {1 Z8 @, Z3 Dnothing had ever happened between them,
These streets, these stairs, this corridors,
Where they could have met so long ago?
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I would like to ask them,
if they can remember -
/ W; L) H7 P0 _perhaps in a revolving door
face to face one day?
A "sorry" in the crowd?
"Wrong number" on the 'phone?
- but I know the answer.
. z9 ?6 z% x# D5 m. bNo, they don't remember.
: E! r* Q% k& D# ^9 L$ q7 N
How surprised they would be
For such a long time already
& u2 Z$ G) s1 K: D9 k  N) G+ gFate has been playing with them.
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Not quite yet ready
) r% }: P# ]. _2 w" @to change into destiny,
which brings them nearer and yet further,
, _, N4 E$ S# y. S9 w3 o5 {+ ?cutting their path
and stifling a laugh,
escaping ever further;
3 D- d, m3 \8 Q$ w. {5 ]  x1 F+ CThere were sings, indications,
3 j8 ~1 W: m. [9 Eundecipherable, what does in matter.
Three years ago, perhaps
or even last Tuesday,
this leaf flying
from one shoulder to another?
- |) u# B, Z4 F! z1 ~4 e" \Something lost and gathered.
9 G. x5 c% G% b. ?' X! PWho knows, perhaps a ball already
0 |" T0 W& y2 [% Bin the bushes, in childhood?

/ c( Y! ]( K; F8 yThere were handles, door bells,
  A& O( N+ L3 ?where, on the trace of a hand,
! w5 W. @6 k. @0 zanother hand was placed;
) q' h$ J. c) |3 \! T* ?suitcases next to one another in the
left luggage.
And maybe one night the same dream
0 q7 Q  u* t6 a+ p- a- iforgotten on walking;

; \  l1 A8 g! A) a7 J6 fBut every beginning
is only a continuation
and the book of fate is
always open in the middle.
Translation from Polish by Roman Gren
/ |( _$ J, c3 q+ {, v7 mTranslation 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~!