Daily Poem – First Love
August 10, 2006
by Wislawa Szymborska
Translated from the Polish by
Clare Cavanagh and Stanislaw Baranczak
the first love’s most important.
That’s very romantic,
but not my experience.
Something was and wasn’t there between us,
something went on and went away.
My hands never tremble
when I stumble on silly keepsakes
and a sheaf of letters tied with string
— not even ribbon.