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Love at First Sight/ E% D4 j' V0 x- W+ @% f
by Wislawa Szymborska
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2 g8 m; k5 Y4 D" bThey both thought
: f! F: t3 `* {; n. h8 k8 y" athat a sudden feeling had united them
# H& t& H% ^- BThis certainty is beautiful," R9 g' j) m7 r8 c
Even more beautiful than uncertainty." L/ K1 T+ c. \0 r8 K. z
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They thought they didn't know each other,
4 K' `9 D3 H2 e2 @% q0 D. q) V5 Unothing had ever happened between them,. {7 ]& M9 m3 t# T% P. s
These streets, these stairs, this corridors,
* X* g" g7 A( I! [4 ]& j9 bWhere they could have met so long ago?
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* c+ e1 o( e1 }, Z- N- aI would like to ask them,
0 M& C) p& t( e D6 {if they can remember -2 Y7 R% t: L# S
perhaps in a revolving door8 j' D5 y a" { L
face to face one day?2 f d# o8 X! A
A "sorry" in the crowd?
( W; X; p. C+ n# ]1 f8 R9 h4 J2 D"Wrong number" on the 'phone?( Y d- W1 z1 U1 z: F1 W
- but I know the answer.) `7 I$ C" y% m' K B
No, they don't remember. t: X" J8 a* @% e5 S
: b9 S+ ^7 p' o5 W( t; XHow surprised they would be
" `; y! A' p: n- ]For such a long time already
+ e9 p4 E2 M8 ~7 vFate has been playing with them.
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Not quite yet ready7 j- [% M1 H: M& T+ k# O; \. y: \
to change into destiny,
w) W: a3 q8 X( |; ?which brings them nearer and yet further,
) z# }7 u6 Z8 J. T+ j: Lcutting their path
+ o! x4 h( p4 n5 b$ r& s1 band stifling a laugh,1 E; m" u" m6 t
escaping ever further;9 N7 W( s: e7 x
There were sings, indications,
1 q& m0 Y1 [! [. a) _. Wundecipherable, what does in matter.* R/ \, j* n& h+ _- g3 I
Three years ago, perhaps& W+ \) Q; ^% _$ _8 @
or even last Tuesday,9 Q& e9 l$ u7 v9 J- E9 p/ O
this leaf flying6 p0 w7 ?3 u/ Z
from one shoulder to another?- i" K+ `2 m8 J
Something lost and gathered.
! D3 w5 X$ I2 V3 M! TWho knows, perhaps a ball already
8 p! p2 J1 p: G: u+ n& k- S$ Iin the bushes, in childhood?1 ^% ]( Y e0 {0 @0 R3 x, X
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There were handles, door bells,
6 C* e' @( X6 l; U3 u B7 dwhere, on the trace of a hand,
' `3 a3 n% }1 tanother hand was placed;. K6 @& V( r/ X
suitcases next to one another in the
0 C1 Z8 u9 h) W* u" R Kleft luggage.( v. z* ^- A. O+ D# P
And maybe one night the same dream' x1 W6 g7 D: z) R- V/ V
forgotten on walking;- ?" n) @- q$ J) W- x
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But every beginning4 E2 c4 ^6 R. A2 s7 S
is only a continuation
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always open in the middle.* s) i" O$ L8 R: Q
Translation from Polish by Roman Gren
6 i$ s! a' u- T6 k2 L7 ETranslation from French by Sarah Hardenberg |
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