Love at First Sight

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Love at First Sight
by Wislawa Szymborska

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! N8 k* l% ]& w4 v' i- FThey both thought
that a sudden feeling had united them
5 c5 k" T; N, ?& T' L. OThis certainty is beautiful,
) d' }- m) k! P  n* t* ]Even more beautiful than uncertainty.

They thought they didn't know each other,
nothing had ever happened between them,
These streets, these stairs, this corridors,
5 z/ }, i/ k1 y- vWhere they could have met so long ago?

1 [: A3 S5 S0 M: u/ g  QI would like to ask them,
if they can remember -
: B. u  M( H6 F7 L! Hperhaps in a revolving door
face to face one day?
A "sorry" in the crowd?
"Wrong number" on the 'phone?
% ^7 s6 r1 |3 G" y( e: J! g- but I know the answer.
9 M1 ?. c5 ]& B9 JNo, they don't remember.
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6 d# k6 N4 @6 T/ F9 S( ?How surprised they would be
For such a long time already
Fate has been playing with them.
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* f1 Z0 k$ T3 ^2 cNot quite yet ready
. S+ E  q3 p1 L4 \! c) tto change into destiny,
; q: ~$ v9 ~6 |7 Fwhich brings them nearer and yet further,
- n2 r: z/ }3 K+ F) T" Zcutting their path
/ w; Q  `3 I6 d' ~9 \0 w0 |, ?8 g* fand stifling a laugh,
, V( N3 G: J5 Hescaping ever further;
! [/ p% A, I. B7 I$ C$ ?1 _; dThere were sings, indications,
8 G$ }# b2 Y7 ?, @/ r2 [$ tundecipherable, what does in matter.
Three years ago, perhaps
or even last Tuesday,
this leaf flying
from one shoulder to another?
' h  B+ B% V/ c. M5 F* p% JSomething lost and gathered.
2 o7 |3 h# }: q6 DWho knows, perhaps a ball already
in the bushes, in childhood?
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There were handles, door bells,
where, on the trace of a hand,
another hand was placed;
suitcases next to one another in the
left luggage.
And maybe one night the same dream
forgotten on walking;

But every beginning
is only a continuation
and the book of fate is
always open in the middle.
9 [7 I* `/ o" UTranslation from Polish by Roman Gren
+ e/ \6 S/ I( L, m- F0 LTranslation 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~!