Love at First Sight

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Love at First Sight
by Wislawa Szymborska
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They both thought
that a sudden feeling had united them
This certainty is beautiful,
Even more beautiful than uncertainty.
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They thought they didn't know each other,
nothing had ever happened between them,
; v3 _2 t( N5 h/ ?/ ?# b* nThese streets, these stairs, this corridors,
4 m2 y% a0 r8 E, AWhere they could have met so long ago?

: L, {' K1 Q1 k6 G5 U: II would like to ask them,
if they can remember -
perhaps in a revolving door
- [3 m/ z: J) f( V, R3 Y6 gface to face one day?
  u' _% x, R" y) w% n* FA "sorry" in the crowd?
"Wrong number" on the 'phone?
- but I know the answer.
No, they don't remember.

' Z, S. z% t$ NHow surprised they would be
For such a long time already
% x' `) r: M3 a" yFate has been playing with them.

& y# S9 h+ o5 A6 g$ d, L; eNot quite yet ready
2 d0 T5 O1 x2 Pto change into destiny,
. m" `5 ~: B+ G1 D4 Rwhich brings them nearer and yet further,
% r( U1 n1 k2 v+ S5 h" p$ {cutting their path
and stifling a laugh,
: L) C& [& {( \$ ^! r6 hescaping ever further;
7 r7 B% C& r. X7 TThere were sings, indications,
' _  [1 i# i- U+ J. Lundecipherable, what does in matter.
/ S/ Q- S/ k5 L9 V  i9 z$ DThree years ago, perhaps
or even last Tuesday,
, [9 x6 J4 S- k5 O' hthis leaf flying
from one shoulder to another?
; C! y6 F: M& o  f4 G7 t  f+ xSomething lost and gathered.
+ W: a4 E1 [$ kWho knows, perhaps a ball already
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There were handles, door bells,
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suitcases next to one another in the
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# {' U2 k+ e8 H. q# nAnd maybe one night the same dream
forgotten on walking;
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" |% z2 L1 `2 n+ T  U5 c' rBut every beginning
7 K1 m4 u* T5 A, N7 Y3 U' B2 ?is only a continuation
6 \) M6 ~- p4 \# m8 {+ \and the book of fate is
# d: f! c' j! l' ualways open in the middle.
Translation from Polish by Roman Gren
Translation from French by Sarah Hardenberg

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