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,
$ j4 \; g) d/ S7 R! t1 @5 I  y% rEven more beautiful than uncertainty.
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They thought they didn't know each other,
/ M" I/ s; \) D" a# X2 y; p% {  a/ unothing had ever happened between them,
' k4 ?7 S. n9 GThese streets, these stairs, this corridors,
Where they could have met so long ago?

I would like to ask them,
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8 [( ?3 {: o. a8 G/ r$ Wperhaps in a revolving door
face to face one day?
A "sorry" in the crowd?
"Wrong number" on the 'phone?
- but I know the answer.
, Y- {! \4 |3 U% rNo, they don't remember.

2 z) E/ H+ {1 THow surprised they would be
" @$ [$ j" G: ?2 X: m+ x) P& `, fFor such a long time already
% m5 m1 e* x# x* e4 Y2 T' M  ~Fate has been playing with them.
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Not quite yet ready
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which brings them nearer and yet further,
$ x- j9 f3 I. q( |' ~* A  _cutting their path
and stifling a laugh,
1 o+ L! N( S( ]2 Oescaping ever further;
There were sings, indications,
undecipherable, what does in matter.
Three years ago, perhaps
/ D+ S, e  d3 O- lor even last Tuesday,
; X$ u. _& ?$ \5 w; t! Z- h" d+ Fthis leaf flying
from one shoulder to another?
5 `$ S" Q$ J0 f4 [1 l5 i; ]Something lost and gathered.
' M  h: L; f# y- h' mWho knows, perhaps a ball already
in the bushes, in childhood?

, g5 W; e5 C( A4 \) H6 u% wThere were handles, door bells,
! A8 t6 ?# D5 M; Twhere, on the trace of a hand,
another hand was placed;
suitcases next to one another in the
9 q8 W5 Y$ [) c- f1 Gleft luggage.
' R$ e5 o. [, r9 iAnd maybe one night the same dream
forgotten on walking;
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But every beginning
3 D! ~2 Z% ]+ M+ o3 Pis only a continuation
  h, w+ J* r/ U3 A8 Zand the book of fate is
always open in the middle.
0 ?( Z1 N# d2 @; P" NTranslation from Polish by Roman Gren
Translation 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~!