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The sorrow of true love is a great sorrow

And true love parting blackens a bright morrow:

Yet almost they equal joys, since their despair

Is but hope blinded by its tears, and clear

Above the storm the heavens wait to be seen.

But greater sorrow from less love has been

That can mistake lack of despair for hope

And knows not tempest and the perfect scope

Of summer, but a frozen drizzle perpetual

Of drops that from remorse and pity fall

And cannot ever shine in the sun or thaw,

Removed eternally from the sun’s law.

My true-love hath my heart, and I have his,

By just exchange, one for the other giv'n.

I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss;

There never was a better bargain driv'n.

His heart in me keeps me and him in one,

My heart in him his thoughts and senses guides;

He loves my heart, for once it was his own;

I cherish his, because in me it bides.

His heart his wound received from my sight:

My heart was wounded with his wounded heart;

For as from me, on him his hurt did light,

So still me thought in me his hurt did smart:

Both equal hurt, in this change sought our bliss:

My true love hath my heart and I have his.

True love. Is it normal

is it serious, is it practical?

What does the world get from two people

who exist in a world of their own?

Placed on the same pedestal for no good reason,

drawn randomly from millions but convinced

it had to happen this way - in reward for what?

For nothing.

The light descends from nowhere.

Why on these two and not on others?

Doesn't this outrage justice? Yes it does.

Doesn't it disrupt our painstakingly erected principles,

and cast the moral from the peak? Yes on both accounts.

Look at the happy couple.

Couldn't they at least try to hide it,

fake a little depression for their friends' sake?

Listen to them laughing - its an insult.

The language they use - deceptively clear.

And their little celebrations, rituals,

the elaborate mutual routines -

it's obviously a plot behind the human race's back!

It's hard even to guess how far things might go

if people start to follow their example.

What could religion and poetry count on?

What would be remembered? What renounced?

Who'd want to stay within bounds?

True love. Is it really necessary?

Tact and common sense tell us to pass over it in silence,

like a scandal in Life's highest circles.

Perfectly good children are born without its help.

It couldn't populate the planet in a million years,

it comes along so rarely.

Let the people who never find true love

keep saying that there's no such thing.

Their faith will make it easier for them to live and die.

-- Wislawa Szymborska

Translated from the Polish by Stanislaw Baranczak and Clare Cavanagh.

Wislawa Szymborska has got to be one of the best things thrown up by the

Nobel Prize. When she won it in 1996 she wasn't widely known outside Poland.

But in this case the Prize did what it does rarely. It took a break from

honouring well known writers because "they have to get it" or writers who

get it as a political statement rather than because of the quality of their

writing, and gave it to a writer who can simply be enjoyed.

I love her poems to bits. He voice is warm, witty, knowing and human,

mocking, yet life-affirming. Her language is direct and easy to understand.

She's one poet you automatically feel you're friends with. She may not be a

'great' poet and her themes may not be 'great' themes. But she speaks for

all the not-so-great people, who, while all the great people are making

history, simply have to get on with their lives. I strongly recommend buying

'View With A Grain Of Sand' which is a book of her selected poems.

This is a typical Wislawa poem. She takes the figure of the troooo luvvers

and looks at them through the eyes of the Outraged and Earnest Majority,

asking Is This A Good Thing? What Does It Mean For Society? Should It Be

Encouraged? And let's admit here that there are probably bits of the

Outraged and Earnest Majority in us because let's be honest, haven't some

these thoughts occurred to us as well? I mean, maybe it's envy, maybe

exasperation, but haven't we all looked at some eyes-only-for-each-other

couple and muttered, "God look at them, can't they get over it!"

Wislawa builds on these human if dishonourable feelings and takes them to

the extremes of such pompous statements as "It couldn't populate the planet

in a million years". All the people in the Earnest Majority, who are never

going to know true love are told to keep insisting it's not possible.

And then with her last line she undermines it all. Such people may feel the

need to keep believing this, but this simply affirms the reality of love.

"Their faith will make it easier for them to live and die". The harder you

need to not believe in love, in order not to be depressed by its lack for

you, the stronger in reality you affirm its importance.