Love at First Sight

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Love at First Sight
* `7 `4 V. D2 W& @/ i4 V/ s) D8 ]by Wislawa Szymborska

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They both thought
% G" r; [. x' y1 xthat a sudden feeling had united them
This certainty is beautiful,
3 y" @! [' Q" @9 ?$ K! s$ rEven more beautiful than uncertainty.

  ^2 M& u: l8 e; K8 N4 TThey thought they didn't know each other,
nothing had ever happened between them,
These streets, these stairs, this corridors,
! ~( F0 L3 h* B* FWhere they could have met so long ago?
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( u0 Y8 a) g+ r3 K) a7 h/ t4 C8 GI would like to ask them,
if they can remember -
perhaps in a revolving door
face to face one day?
A "sorry" in the crowd?
"Wrong number" on the 'phone?
: x1 L$ I! p$ |8 O  x: z, `0 c- W. b- but I know the answer.
No, they don't remember.
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) g6 d6 O' p1 mHow surprised they would be
For such a long time already
' F6 z8 i" k6 J- c7 r3 p- l9 p- [Fate has been playing with them.

# {* Q! ~& c* w/ {$ cNot quite yet ready
to change into destiny,
which brings them nearer and yet further,
5 d2 f  @! s. B9 s  c5 w/ bcutting their path
and stifling a laugh,
; R  w$ W( _- u9 N* P- F! cescaping ever further;
  L  ]& ~& t7 A* {% H- \There were sings, indications,
8 d6 J/ M: \. l0 P1 `undecipherable, what does in matter.
Three years ago, perhaps
  g4 ?& }# L3 c- Jor even last Tuesday,
& c4 T6 b8 G4 G' b. i8 l3 ^this leaf flying
5 z6 s) e2 b: f: c. i6 j8 lfrom one shoulder to another?
Something lost and gathered.
! h& E1 _- }9 n( @# g9 H: pWho knows, perhaps a ball already
3 o/ e/ T$ n; L( h0 Z( Fin the bushes, in childhood?
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There were handles, door bells,
' v( |5 L$ i9 ^. Zwhere, on the trace of a hand,
8 c5 D: z0 F. o7 W2 Manother hand was placed;
suitcases next to one another in the
left luggage.
: x6 I1 C7 f7 eAnd maybe one night the same dream
3 }3 g+ o! Z0 I8 U3 ?forgotten on walking;

But every beginning
, q' W, o1 q* U% K2 I1 Ris only a continuation
9 Y- ?  K# s) s, j- h1 Nand the book of fate is
0 g( j3 t) b( R! V/ yalways open in the middle.
& x. D" G! _6 z3 KTranslation from Polish by Roman Gren
Translation from French by Sarah Hardenberg

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