Love at First Sight

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Love at First Sight
by Wislawa Szymborska


9 P9 t3 G3 P& W' `" V9 }They both thought
$ r- ~# Z6 x: P& E* d5 u1 r% xthat a sudden feeling had united them
This certainty is beautiful,
Even more beautiful than uncertainty.
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They thought they didn't know each other,
nothing had ever happened between them,
* w9 @; o# V/ F; E7 QThese streets, these stairs, this corridors,
% |- |" M6 {' yWhere they could have met so long ago?
6 S  _* K3 y( R  A6 d! d+ B. |! s- L2 c# i
I would like to ask them,
( V* g; _6 I% J" uif they can remember -
perhaps in a revolving door
face to face one day?
$ q5 S: E. @5 d5 _! g4 l6 FA "sorry" in the crowd?
"Wrong number" on the 'phone?
) P: {2 [* G! w" s2 n. ]. q9 _- but I know the answer.
4 f1 X! y1 i. O* z5 E3 L& zNo, they don't remember.

How surprised they would be
8 F- n/ a( s! d3 M$ x- z7 N* @For such a long time already
Fate has been playing with them.

Not quite yet ready
9 j; x" X) |8 Y) Dto change into destiny,
! d$ d/ b/ U& ]+ W+ H* i2 _) D+ gwhich brings them nearer and yet further,
/ h' e+ |4 Z) y7 Ecutting their path
* v. D# ^6 E1 S/ S3 G& b# u7 xand stifling a laugh,
escaping ever further;
There were sings, indications,
undecipherable, what does in matter.
/ D1 m- s% q8 q* M) c* M$ R3 o) lThree years ago, perhaps
0 ^* t3 N* t4 y' h9 }7 jor even last Tuesday,
% {2 X6 J6 v" y6 i; B3 F3 m# Sthis leaf flying
7 V" k' E/ [" U1 s+ m) m3 Dfrom one shoulder to another?
8 G9 F* o. Y7 i/ {7 ^Something lost and gathered.
/ I" r" L. q' p+ c8 q1 [* qWho knows, perhaps a ball already
in the bushes, in childhood?

There were handles, door bells,
5 p9 q/ ]4 J5 Nwhere, on the trace of a hand,
  A/ o6 ~$ E* q8 l. Eanother hand was placed;
& Q( Q! n7 U# jsuitcases next to one another in the
left luggage.
And maybe one night the same dream
6 k0 s$ h( I1 B3 B/ K4 \% [forgotten on walking;

But every beginning
% J8 e; Z0 j* n9 q8 fis only a continuation
and the book of fate is
always open in the middle.
Translation 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~!