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Love at First Sight
* Y/ K% P4 d1 Dby Wislawa Szymborska
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They both thought, P& U5 y- @1 a/ {# \
that a sudden feeling had united them6 K. k6 Z1 f% K$ _9 y2 I' y
This certainty is beautiful,3 X1 N. ^. p' h& J
Even more beautiful than uncertainty.
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2 Z3 W9 ^9 ~+ b# v( m q' |They thought they didn't know each other,
' y# z. B+ C4 ]3 m5 f7 Q- xnothing had ever happened between them,
2 C( e" y( B9 l" y* Q3 ?These streets, these stairs, this corridors,
* t- A4 z& U4 i8 _' i* |Where they could have met so long ago?
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I would like to ask them,
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perhaps in a revolving door
: J7 T3 P5 h5 V1 pface to face one day?
; |2 h; _# _: N/ ?- t. VA "sorry" in the crowd?5 O4 l/ i+ h. f, R7 a
"Wrong number" on the 'phone?. [# b" _/ ~, o1 g% w; p
- but I know the answer.
! E- \1 ]3 k* F" n& ?, aNo, they don't remember.2 N, i: e, Q* K+ I G) t
' F% {6 R; ^+ B( p; Y4 @( JHow surprised they would be6 p Y! h- E: s/ m p. l
For such a long time already
8 C) c- ^# N& Z) G& J- J- ?1 GFate has been playing with them.9 Q4 b$ w3 q6 C2 z% W; z: d
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Not quite yet ready
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( S. Y X/ _) ]# B( M4 ewhich brings them nearer and yet further,
* ~- f6 J( g6 Q( b2 g/ wcutting their path
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escaping ever further;
# g: p4 J" E' i5 |5 R/ B: aThere were sings, indications,. E0 ]8 x! @" q, |5 l5 L
undecipherable, what does in matter.
" O- M1 _' y' l: f& P# wThree years ago, perhaps4 z2 |9 a" o# t3 _
or even last Tuesday,3 H( M" O/ }8 G9 ^/ Y" s
this leaf flying+ V8 ~8 i: C& n9 D
from one shoulder to another?
3 j# }+ \6 ]* X( f1 \# oSomething lost and gathered.
; C: G3 Z) |5 U5 B9 t; V L% @Who knows, perhaps a ball already
, d+ ^$ D5 S# c9 ]# o9 m8 Gin the bushes, in childhood?' u) e; h# O5 l9 I) r/ l
+ v# [* O; f" c) n+ IThere were handles, door bells,* _+ E0 v7 c0 J) f9 O
where, on the trace of a hand,
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suitcases next to one another in the ^" t d" J9 R/ ]& n( \' c8 o, o" S/ E
left luggage.
$ a O5 d7 w1 G- e9 A0 WAnd maybe one night the same dream7 w4 \6 m5 x2 n
forgotten on walking;
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is only a continuation
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Translation from Polish by Roman Gren
+ Y. v8 x% q! m' _+ S* ETranslation from French by Sarah Hardenberg |
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