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Love at First Sight3 o$ c! U: d9 f& D1 s7 N
by Wislawa Szymborska# B; j R1 o: j" p* l
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) }4 ^6 ^4 ?6 S4 sThey both thought& I. T* B* s8 m. v% P/ ~
that a sudden feeling had united them
! r/ }9 Z% @ N/ W3 {$ e& m) H9 [This certainty is beautiful, |' M$ Y% S5 _' Z7 d; @
Even more beautiful than uncertainty., |) }3 n' ?- I& r% |3 a# u% C: y
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They thought they didn't know each other,! u( O; Y v( g4 _3 ?
nothing had ever happened between them,
7 }3 ]) N4 j! s! J) M4 O' cThese streets, these stairs, this corridors,
O* R2 u3 i! Z1 fWhere they could have met so long ago? {+ A2 i b( L* w/ H
4 U0 {. A& n8 I/ k' Q# t+ FI would like to ask them,
" ]9 L0 ^% }- i4 G$ fif they can remember - B) O! J9 O& f( m: L) F' O6 o) N
perhaps in a revolving door
' i) {. b* k. C# b8 V1 B7 Eface to face one day?+ H- t/ p a, N1 p5 [. {
A "sorry" in the crowd?( ?! u; G# c3 M5 I+ ~# n
"Wrong number" on the 'phone?
" i% _+ Y! e$ w1 S7 I5 t3 b- z- but I know the answer.
I) `$ s: g- w$ u! v; y! G- NNo, they don't remember.( y) j5 P6 L' B& L) z
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How surprised they would be
8 `! f8 m4 R; x% s8 C0 `For such a long time already
1 Z4 m c6 d8 }5 d$ Z% _0 M# ZFate has been playing with them.- s* ^: F* u3 c) J* u/ V
. e, i! _/ g0 U/ [Not quite yet ready; i; d; {! p/ {
to change into destiny,
# L6 b! K3 U" _$ {which brings them nearer and yet further," s9 z7 E: R8 M/ I
cutting their path+ ^9 R: U. j/ ?2 `
and stifling a laugh,
" R% y: N: H! Q) Z" aescaping ever further;
1 l# D r, c5 o$ @1 j/ [0 LThere were sings, indications,7 b* T% m# k2 o( ]2 H" ~. @/ E( B
undecipherable, what does in matter.: J0 S. ^& |2 P; `
Three years ago, perhaps% `% \7 X, m! M% M4 e) E/ g+ Q
or even last Tuesday,$ k3 \! N% M) G; }; U
this leaf flying4 o/ l7 z0 k$ t1 N* \+ |5 E
from one shoulder to another?, l9 \2 x% Y; q/ e6 e) p3 ?3 z
Something lost and gathered.3 ^ q, B: A a4 m) {8 h7 ^7 ^
Who knows, perhaps a ball already
4 m$ r2 Y* r. g) Din the bushes, in childhood?
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! Y F5 `" b! O% V+ Z, P, zThere were handles, door bells,
/ F+ k+ z& O: @6 I9 O- Ywhere, on the trace of a hand,! z' q: K6 v9 x8 H, a" Z6 p
another hand was placed;
/ [6 b9 ^0 T; v7 y8 D1 Gsuitcases next to one another in the: k) j* l$ {& [: A7 e/ F
left luggage.
( i6 p3 g! ?7 RAnd maybe one night the same dream
2 C8 C( ]4 p2 h# v# sforgotten on walking;/ Y, x& ^. `5 F$ j; E# }
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But every beginning
& S) Y1 E( a, o, A& \* ~: w3 ^is only a continuation
# Q/ ?6 q( X. v: A( M! kand the book of fate is
- @- [3 O( p/ p4 n) W/ \" ealways open in the middle.
V( G5 ~' u, P( K' E7 MTranslation from Polish by Roman Gren# O$ y& d Y% ?% I' o9 f8 u
Translation from French by Sarah Hardenberg |
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