Love at First Sight
by Wislawa Szymborska
They both thought
that a sudden feeling had united them
This certainty is beautiful,
Even more beautiful than uncertainty.
They thought they didn't know each other,
nothing had ever happened between them,
These streets, these stairs, this corridors,
Where they could have met so long ago?
I 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?
- but I know the answer.
No, they don't remember.
How surprised they would be
For such a long time already
Fate has been playing with them.
Not quite yet ready
to change into destiny,
which brings them nearer and yet further,
cutting their path
and stifling a laugh,
escaping ever further;
There were sings, indications,
undecipherable, what does in matter.
Three years ago, perhaps
or even last Tuesday,
this leaf flying
from one shoulder to another?
Something lost and gathered.
Who knows, perhaps a ball already
in the bushes, in childhood?
There were handles, door bells,
where, on the trace of a hand,
another hand was placed;
suitcases next to one another in the
left luggage.
And maybe one night the same dream
forgotten on walking;
But every beginning
is only a continuation
and the book of fate is
always open in the middle.
他們彼此深信
是瞬間迸發的熱情使他們相遇
這樣的確定是美麗的
但變幻無常更為美麗
他們素未謀面，所以他們確定彼此並無瓜葛。
但是自街道、樓梯、大堂傳來的話語... ...
他們也許擦肩而過一百萬次了吧。
我想問他們
是否記得... ...
在旋轉門
面對面那一剎
或是在人羣中喃喃道出的“對不起”，
或是在電話的另一端道出的“打錯了”。
但是我早知道答案。
是的，他們並不記得。
他們會很驚訝，原來緣分已經戲弄他們多年。
時機尚未成熟變成他們的命運，
緣分將他們拉近，驅離。
阻擋着他們的去路
忍着笑聲
然後閃到一旁... ...
有一些跡象和信號存在，
即使他們尚無法解讀。
也許在三年前
或者就在上個星期二，
有某片葉子飄舞於
肩與肩之間？
有東西掉了又撿了起來？
天曉得，也許是那個
消失於童年灌木叢中的`球？
還有事前已被觸摸
層層覆蓋的
門把和門鈴。
檢查完畢後並排放置的手提箱。
有一晚，也許同樣的夢，
到了早晨變得模糊。
每個開始
畢竟都只是續篇，
而充滿情節的書本
總是從一半開始看起。
長期飲用塑料瓶裝水使人“不男不女”？
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