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Love at First Sight( D1 e1 T4 Q" K3 q- F9 j# ~
by Wislawa Szymborska" T0 O# ?: ~ K0 T, h
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8 g3 d s2 H" a/ s4 _ O+ _" SThey both thought
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This certainty is beautiful,
+ K6 b5 x2 e+ n8 F% f- W7 q+ aEven more beautiful than uncertainty.
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They thought they didn't know each other,
" I" S9 |, E1 n" W6 A) ^nothing had ever happened between them,
+ p1 R2 ~8 S/ a) iThese streets, these stairs, this corridors,
* ~* Q' E" U% `7 p' QWhere they could have met so long ago?/ A% A7 c2 X: J) n0 o- b) O2 x
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I would like to ask them,; i# I. [1 p2 {9 V4 E: j6 B) ?. r+ `
if they can remember -( m! g8 m# }9 n5 [
perhaps in a revolving door
3 z0 X1 J2 g hface to face one day?7 D% P: G: i( Q
A "sorry" in the crowd?# V2 h8 G$ H) H
"Wrong number" on the 'phone?% q( o" N6 D. a# E, y
- but I know the answer.
# a: ~. ~; e* l; R# h, `No, they don't remember.
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How surprised they would be
4 D* @6 H; w+ `3 i, w/ T/ ]For such a long time already
5 e# A( ~( g) y$ _7 vFate has been playing with them.. O, h: |/ |. R; d
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Not quite yet ready& }: m0 w. N$ v) J! n: O1 r1 g! ?0 e
to change into destiny,
8 f0 Y: [7 h, _- Cwhich brings them nearer and yet further,7 f4 M8 l9 n. |8 n4 u
cutting their path% w% ~3 G7 k6 c6 F0 _
and stifling a laugh,
" }! Z# l7 k( C8 Q) G: uescaping ever further;
% H5 C. N- x4 V, c8 IThere were sings, indications,
' S, ?( n0 M. rundecipherable, what does in matter.
! n: \& Y7 X1 l% vThree years ago, perhaps r, W7 y' L/ l+ }! `# N
or even last Tuesday,8 T8 T1 b ~% Y7 v, m3 ] g
this leaf flying
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Something lost and gathered.+ f; O: w! w3 x, o1 e
Who knows, perhaps a ball already1 C1 T, [7 L$ |- M( x8 A6 E
in the bushes, in childhood?/ a3 |/ n- s2 w' J1 b" [
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There were handles, door bells,
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another hand was placed;7 v7 Q7 S; K; V! G# H6 h
suitcases next to one another in the
0 T1 v ~* j# i1 F, w3 d- \( ]left luggage.
- q1 a: c& Z6 h3 ]/ e# eAnd maybe one night the same dream
" H& p" E# x# bforgotten on walking;- u. Q$ h/ P0 ~/ R5 k- L. u
9 P% i& g2 x _; u( BBut every beginning9 ]$ I6 v- T8 `. b4 s v+ P
is only a continuation
) f9 w8 O! m3 B" z% [and the book of fate is
% ]) y' [, L5 Lalways open in the middle.
7 T3 R8 n H: P5 J dTranslation from Polish by Roman Gren
% e$ r# u& i4 D& v+ |: M& ]! [Translation from French by Sarah Hardenberg |
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