they're both convinced
that a sudden passion joined them
such certainty is beautiful
but uncertainty is more beautiful still
since they'd never met before, they're sure
that there'd been nothing between them
but what's the word from the streets, staircases,hallways -
perhaps they've passed by each other a million times?
I want to ask them
if they don't remember -
a moment face to face
in some revolving door?
perhaps a " sorry" muttered in a crowd?
a curt "wrong number" caught in the receiver?-
but i know the answer
no. they don't remember
they'd be amazed to hear
that chance has been toying with them
now for years
not quite ready yet
to becomde their destiny
it pushed them close. drove them apart
it barred their path
stifling a laugh
and then leaped a side
there were signs and signals
even if they couldn't read them yet
perhaps three years ago
or just last tuesday
a certain leaf fluttered
from one shoulder to another?
something was dropped and then picked up
who knows, maybe the ball that vaniched
into childhood's thicket?
there were doorknobs and doorbells
where one touch had covered another beforehand
wuitcases cheched and standing side by side
one night, perhaps, the same dream
grown hazy by morning
every beginning
is only a sequel, after all,
and the book of events
is always open halfway through
*) Poem by Wislawa Szymborska
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life is full of coincidences
even two parallel lines might some day meet
life is full of surprises
the kite you're flying might suddenly sail away
*) Turn Left Turn Right
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FORTUNE TELLER
I live at the head of the yangtze river
you live at its mouth
I think of you constantly
but never see you
though we drink the same yangtze water
when will this river rest?
when will my pain end ?
if your feeling are just the same as mine
we'll never stop longing for each other
*)
Li Zhiyi
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