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Love at First Sight3 e% n2 E6 b" P
by Wislawa Szymborska
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They both thought* |. W; }! z) J% H+ `9 _0 U
that a sudden feeling had united them; n6 U( g8 u3 z
This certainty is beautiful,
: a' X+ B; u! J% z) `Even more beautiful than uncertainty., e5 E! a2 D' G3 o' |2 _9 |" q: Y
* Z; @! w+ U2 N5 }They thought they didn't know each other,6 D: ?3 u) |+ Y) U! f o
nothing had ever happened between them,
& A# f, k, }! K, vThese streets, these stairs, this corridors,( {. V; q$ X' o* q$ y
Where they could have met so long ago?
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2 Y/ t9 Q V$ [ L4 m' ~1 `I would like to ask them,9 i( j( h+ t0 P
if they can remember -0 e9 }8 b( f: @0 E
perhaps in a revolving door
! X! T* J( y, e A8 {face to face one day?
1 L& o: J& L" x5 d* wA "sorry" in the crowd?
) ?" ?* u) V% q"Wrong number" on the 'phone?
+ c0 o1 z" }; {6 A- but I know the answer. }: p" b, b% ]' P7 l7 O
No, they don't remember.
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$ [6 ~- g0 \& iHow surprised they would be
7 X: O' x( \ eFor such a long time already
; d8 b9 G7 o) t1 ~Fate has been playing with them.
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$ R) U' l" [! |+ E5 qNot quite yet ready5 o" h2 I: \ F W* S3 B. h
to change into destiny,
% }+ v! l# Y& `, k9 K: F* H! d# D5 xwhich brings them nearer and yet further,1 S/ Y& T* ^5 T" ?
cutting their path9 d3 z) R: ~0 s- ?# X
and stifling a laugh,
( P J. @9 p5 z/ h7 B' Vescaping ever further;
, t1 Y. f! u$ d6 K- @2 EThere were sings, indications,
* K: b- w, J2 G$ H$ nundecipherable, what does in matter.+ o$ Q/ s9 d" ^* k* Y5 w) z7 x% I
Three years ago, perhaps5 U; t: }% o8 c0 G% v( \
or even last Tuesday,# F. {! T/ i9 F. {. U. p; |8 A) F
this leaf flying
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Something lost and gathered.3 Q2 d: F! R; S* v- `/ z% [! h
Who knows, perhaps a ball already
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There were handles, door bells,
1 B8 O. C9 K4 f" Lwhere, on the trace of a hand,
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suitcases next to one another in the
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And maybe one night the same dream! ]5 p8 M" p" e' f' Y
forgotten on walking;6 i' U y2 s7 a& _
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But every beginning
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always open in the middle.
. K4 V4 {8 y( _; bTranslation from Polish by Roman Gren
, I) f( H& c6 V* d$ TTranslation from French by Sarah Hardenberg |
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