辛波絲卡詩集翻譯LOVE AT FRIST SIGHT？
They are sure that a sudden feeling united them. Beautiful is such certainty, but uncertainty more beautiful.They think, that as they didn't know each other earlier,nothing ever happened between them.But what would they say: those streets, stariways, and corridors where they could have been passing each other for a long time?I would like to ask them, don't you remember-maybe face to face once in a revolving door? an "excuse me" in a tight crowd? a "wroung number" heard over the phone?-but I know their answer. No,they don't remember.They would be quite surprised, that for a long time chance had been toying with them.Not altogether ready to turn into their fate, it would draw them together, pull them apart, cut them off on their path, and, swallowing a giggle,leap to the side.There were signs, signals, So what, they were unreadable.Maybe three years ago Or last Tuesday some leaf flew from arm to arm? Something got lost and then got picked up. Who knows whether it wasn't even a ball in some childhood thicket?There were doorknobs and doorbells, where touch lay on touch beforehand.Suitcases next to one another in the baggage check.Maybe one night the same dream, blurred upon awakening.Every beginnning, after all, is nothing but a sequel, and the book of events is always open in the middle.
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Both are convinced
that a sudden surge of emotion bound them together.
Beautiful is such a certainty,
but uncertainty is more beautiful.
Because they didn't know each other earlier, they suppose that
nothing was happening between them.
What of the streets, stairways and corridors
where they could have passed each other long ago?