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Love at First Sight
# e m8 G& B, z) I( i) {" Vby Wislawa Szymborska9 ~9 B6 R9 [2 y* c
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They both thought+ u- h5 D6 U3 g8 }( {; k
that a sudden feeling had united them' x( n8 }6 R4 r# |" t
This certainty is beautiful,$ L9 }5 G$ e" X* d/ }
Even more beautiful than uncertainty.
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) M0 F$ r0 y0 ]# u$ `. QThey thought they didn't know each other,( y" B6 r7 J% w' |$ B! o) `
nothing had ever happened between them,
. ?9 F2 N: M* y% @7 y) X7 L1 LThese streets, these stairs, this corridors,
7 z* O& W }( v6 r! K/ ?$ q% cWhere they could have met so long ago?4 n- ~& y/ A8 _- u- I, ?! f# i
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I would like to ask them,
/ j1 H. J4 N1 V i" P0 n5 Jif they can remember -( f( j9 \2 H! V. V; ^; _
perhaps in a revolving door6 h0 }- n' f3 D$ e ?# i. ^4 ~
face to face one day?& [" x3 f( S, {9 u9 K/ G
A "sorry" in the crowd?
6 J2 C% H% E+ \ {+ c"Wrong number" on the 'phone?6 V: k! ]' e( @( N1 \- N! G* k
- but I know the answer.
" f/ H3 K' K5 d; a7 LNo, they don't remember.
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: x K3 Y& s# aHow surprised they would be) ]' Y, A$ W( [0 m" e8 |7 g1 ?% y
For such a long time already6 j! G: s8 `1 e8 K8 G6 Y V
Fate has been playing with them.
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Not quite yet ready
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( x* z3 D* c6 ?' V6 Ywhich brings them nearer and yet further,$ D0 d- @& m" _0 e6 ?9 M
cutting their path& e; k2 m5 T& J4 A: \( a* t% }
and stifling a laugh,/ u1 n$ u) t0 z% U( ^/ m6 U7 @( y
escaping ever further;0 r- u5 W( _7 Q; G& L5 `
There were sings, indications,
4 V' u1 @, Z4 ^) w! d2 p7 gundecipherable, what does in matter.
( v* b9 D2 t+ L: X- Z$ {Three years ago, perhaps
) n: Y% y1 n& d- P( X9 C+ Xor even last Tuesday,
, ]" h3 @8 C4 T: g# ithis leaf flying
$ {1 F/ d' T2 n- P4 k) ffrom one shoulder to another?2 P; ?$ E8 J. D: l. d
Something lost and gathered.3 n; g' A& W c8 [
Who knows, perhaps a ball already
% Q( u, l- A. H- e rin the bushes, in childhood?
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6 i- D9 ]( ~# L! D: a2 D vThere were handles, door bells,$ Q/ i1 [3 Q* f
where, on the trace of a hand,! a; J1 j. `$ x( f7 _7 _
another hand was placed;# @. B( t5 R' t1 I: f
suitcases next to one another in the! ?4 U! l1 a6 _9 V8 s# f7 W' N
left luggage.
( i/ ]+ P+ y% h4 e0 BAnd maybe one night the same dream
6 i. b( [& G3 [& Qforgotten on walking;
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But every beginning& W, U* L5 O; Y/ \
is only a continuation
) e2 I0 E4 f' n( X/ Yand the book of fate is
/ d) B0 T5 y" ^" j; {always open in the middle.
0 ^* [6 A4 O9 eTranslation from Polish by Roman Gren; }" w5 S8 `; @# F
Translation from French by Sarah Hardenberg |
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