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Love at First Sight) _! K7 h8 X! W" C7 R4 G) r
by Wislawa Szymborska3 J& A% }) x. F* M; Z
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; a- T+ c$ r5 f7 S4 O2 aThey both thought
8 Y& _* L. m+ K: l/ g2 m$ Jthat a sudden feeling had united them7 y* n m$ l8 M; e. ?0 u
This certainty is beautiful,
3 Z7 O) {. Q7 BEven more beautiful than uncertainty.8 q3 o4 B* @0 C) H* L$ f% E+ z
# g. T* E" P QThey thought they didn't know each other,
3 ]! n% @, G+ D- Pnothing had ever happened between them,
9 A/ k. P+ ~+ a1 u/ aThese streets, these stairs, this corridors,4 E0 `1 b, Z, Q- q
Where they could have met so long ago?$ _% m9 `0 w y4 X, {. f d
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I would like to ask them,# Z: H0 o# u& z, b) v M
if they can remember -
# x8 L% R6 x" [0 c. |. a5 j6 \5 Hperhaps in a revolving door+ ^, A7 H% a% @5 ^: n, d
face to face one day?- a$ A8 D3 F$ c& Y/ f
A "sorry" in the crowd?9 x* W* s* \4 l, X
"Wrong number" on the 'phone?1 X: n0 R) q# k# f! F4 z
- but I know the answer.
6 U# b& B7 L- `7 B) @No, they don't remember.& `( P) X" w G* Q Z- U1 e
( e- R; s' s* i% QHow surprised they would be% V2 M/ G+ m j* u: s: @
For such a long time already* y1 ?' ]; |# C1 e
Fate has been playing with them.
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' i1 q! d9 Z2 N! _3 X! @Not quite yet ready8 `# X; d+ H3 K3 f9 | F! s
to change into destiny,8 X; S% P/ m" m+ }) ^7 q
which brings them nearer and yet further,6 Z1 P5 y4 [8 a; f8 O
cutting their path
/ l% y% J* i5 p0 Y+ b" N; J% B9 C. band stifling a laugh,; {. ?* D* g. |' _0 K( L7 O2 k, @4 F
escaping ever further;5 _3 Y7 N2 e4 J
There were sings, indications," h& ]: c2 b* w- Y8 N; L0 v
undecipherable, what does in matter.
0 x0 P4 S, Z# p# o' E4 s8 HThree years ago, perhaps
' p5 u2 s3 l, b$ `# R; M4 ior even last Tuesday,; N4 r5 x) K# v. ?
this leaf flying: m {; P9 l6 i/ S! O* |& K, E
from one shoulder to another?
1 O5 a5 H' j! x. L5 b8 kSomething lost and gathered.
h0 ]# z8 h- O6 {1 j; S1 l! dWho knows, perhaps a ball already
/ ]5 Q- V& `. J" h2 ]. zin the bushes, in childhood?
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3 V. M% n' |( `5 O' b; w: Z3 {There were handles, door bells,
8 E6 v8 p. A# O: M( g& r5 Jwhere, on the trace of a hand,
/ c& \- {; C2 Sanother hand was placed;8 `1 a8 t5 q: _) E
suitcases next to one another in the$ g, ~ P2 T5 Z7 D& Z! p$ E
left luggage.
- c. E/ v; U) \ f# B3 dAnd maybe one night the same dream
( ~3 q* j& x$ b& Pforgotten on walking;- m6 L2 U9 }! i+ m# }+ T; T
+ E% \8 p9 W0 u6 V0 ^But every beginning Z( l* G) b- d1 J( f' o7 Q- d
is only a continuation
) p. V4 o$ V" O) Nand the book of fate is
! u4 D, r( A+ D w# jalways open in the middle.* ^* ?1 i9 y- P* z4 H
Translation from Polish by Roman Gren, ]6 C9 ^' k8 j# M# t- T/ p
Translation from French by Sarah Hardenberg |
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