《弗蘭琪與強尼》-賞析  林長信/2015-12-14

@=《弗蘭克與約翰尼》  原作/佚名  譯作/陳遲恩 2009-09-30 

1

弗蘭克與約翰尼是戀人，噢他們如此的相愛。

相互把誓言像天上的明星一樣表白。

他是她的男人，但他對她不住。

2

弗蘭克是他的女人，所有的人都知道。

她花一百元給約翰尼買了衣服一套。

他是她的男人，而他對她不住。

3

弗蘭克與約翰尼去散步，約翰尼穿着新衣裳。

“噢主啊，”弗蘭克說道，“我的約翰尼不也令人欣賞？”

他是她的男人，但他對她不住。

4

弗蘭克搭乘夜班車，去了孟菲斯。

她花一百元買了一塊帶鎖鏈的表給約翰尼。

他是她的男人，但他對她不住。

5(本第5段漏翻譯)

……

他是她的男人，但他對她不住。

6

弗蘭克走到拐角處，買了瓶啤酒；

她問酒吧服務生：“我的愛人在這嗎？

他是我的男人，可他對我不住。”

7

“我不要跟你講故事，也不像向你把謊扯，

一小時前我看到他和愛麗絲·弗瑞在一起。

如果他是你男人，那麼他對你不住。”

8

弗蘭克回到旅館，而不是去尋歡找樂，

在她的紅和服下藏有一把四四式手槍。

他是她的男人，但他對不住她。

9

弗蘭克掀開她的和服，掏出那把老四四；

那是她的戀人約翰尼的情人愛麗絲。

他是她的男人，但他對不住她。

10

弗蘭克扔開她的和服，掏出那把老四四；

嘟—突—突，她邊穿過旅館的門邊連開三槍射擊。

她射殺了她的男人，因他對不住她。

11

約翰尼抓起自己的氈帽。“噢主啊，弗蘭克，勿開槍！”

但弗蘭剋扣下扳機，槍發出“嘟—突—突”聲響。

他是她的男人，但她照殺不誤。

12

“輕輕地捲起我，慢慢地捲起我。

孩子啊，輕輕地捲起我。我的傷口在刺痛我。

我是她的男人，但我對他不住。”

13

中第一槍約翰尼身體搖晃；第二槍已倒在地上；

當第三顆子彈穿過他，地獄里出現一張新臉龐。

“他是我的男人，但他對我不住。”

14

弗蘭克聽到地下駛過隆隆聲響。

也許那是約翰尼，在她射殺他的地方。

他是她的男人，她對他不住。

15

“噢帶你遠去的膠輪靈車，帶你遠去的膠輪汽車，

他們帶我的約翰尼進墳墓而再也帶不回他來。

他是我的男人，但他對我不住。”

16

法官說給陪審團聽：“事情再清楚不過。

這女人殺了她男人，屬於二級兇殺案。

他是她的男人，雖然他對她不住。”

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但那不是二級兇殺案，也不是三級。

弗蘭克只是丟棄了她男人，像獵人丟棄鳥兒。

他是她的男人，但他對她不住。

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“噢，把我投入地牢，把我投入監獄。

把我投入東北風吹過東南角的地獄。

我殺了我的男人，因為他對我不住。”

19

弗蘭克走向絞刑架，平靜如一個女孩能做到的，

她抬眼望着蒼穹說：“萬能的主啊，我要走向你去了。

他是我的男人，我對他不住。”

&=(林長信賞析)詩可以是（甲）把讀者拉進一己的感觸里。這種寫法的詩一不小心就成了[內向式]的，其結果是讀者不願再度進入[寫詩人]的私己感觸中。

感觸性的詩內容傾向散漫則欠理路、無方向感則無進行的動感。整首詩常會陷入呆滯而空轉，令讀者茫然。讀者本欲隨行卻奈何極為吃力。

詩也可以是（乙）努力與讀者共赴一個[寫詩人]自己也無以名之的那裡。而西洋詩多是[與讀者共赴彼界]的詩。正因以其無解的[開放式]，就容許了讀者多次復讀，以期為自我解題。普遍讀者偏好這種共享開放式的詩歌。因其方便了[讀詩人]不須去認識[寫詩人]的私我，只須去認識詩里的世界。

現在，本首《弗蘭琪(女)與強尼(男)》就是[寫詩人]是與（乙）[讀詩人]共赴彼界的詩。

全詩的凝練短句以19段進行，A）從1看到10段都以“因他對不住她”做隔斷，使[讀詩人]認同了該情節與情理確實如此。此“因他對不住她”的文句有如反覆性的圖案一再疊高[讀詩人]的情緒與認同感。因為是--他，讀者是第三者的[他觀]之觀點。觀點冷靜單純。

B）然而，這件愛恨情仇在第11/14段以“但我對他不住”、“她對他不住”有了[轉折]--主客易位了。因為是--我，讀者是捲入局內的當事人的[我觀]。觀點很熱切。

C）有意思，從15看到18段又返回以重複的“他對她（我）不住”來進行，劇情的動線叫[讀詩人]的心情跟着在曲折擺盪中不止是同[情]，而竟然是同[意]女性的致命報復了。您看，16/17段連法官/陪審團也這麼說。因為是他、她、我，讀者是局內當事人的[我觀]，又是局外第三者的[他觀]之觀點。觀點是捲入而復跳蕩的。

D）但是，天樞逆轉，終局的19段卻更鬧了，此女人竟然風情萬種的徹底推翻自己，她臨終吐言：“他是我的男人，我對他不住。”要死！

然而，好的藝術是會叫人[發現]的，欣賞者有了發現才有啟迪，才有情感的升華。

所以，我以為[與讀者共赴彼界]的寫詩方法是值得內地創作者採用的，使之[讀詩人]可輕易地獲賞詩學的要旨：[轉折]與[發現]。

(另：原附的英文第4段有闕文；又原作系仿底層男女(雛妓與皮條客?)的俚俗粗口而寫，故第12段的譯文似有可疑。)

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Frankie and Johnny  by Anonymous

1

Frankie and Johnny were lovers, O how that couple could love.

Swore to be true to each other, true as the stars above.

He was her man, but he done her wrong.

2

Frankie she was his woman, everybody knows.

She spent one hundred dollars for a suit of Johnny’s clothes.

He was her man, hut he done her wrong.

3

Frankie and Johnny went walking, Johnny in his bran’s new suit.

“O good Lawd,” says Frankie, “but don’t my Johnny look cute?”

He was her man, but he done her wrong.

4

Frankie went down to Memphis; she went on the evening train.

Paid a hundred dollars, Got Johnnie a watch and chain;

He was her man, but he done her wrong.

5

Frankie lived in a crib-house, Crib-house with only two doors,

Gave her money to Johnnie, He spent it on those parlour whores;

He was her man, but he done her wrong.

6

Frankie went down to the corner, Went for a bucket of beer,

She says to the fat bartender, “Has my loving man been here?

He was my man, but he done me wrong.”

6

“Ain’t going to tell you no story, ain’t going to tell you no lie,

I seen your man ’bout an hour ago with a girl named Alice Fry.

If he’s your man, he’s doing you wrong.”

7

Frankie went back to the hotel, she didn’t go there for fun,

Under her long red kimono she toted a forty-four gun.

He was her man, but he done her wrong.

8

Frankie threw back her kimono; took out the old forty-four;

There was her lovin’ Jonny a-lovin’up Alice Fry;

He was her man, but he done her wrong.

9

Frankie threw back her kimono; took out the old forty-four;

Roota-toot-toot, three times she shot, right through that hotel door.

She shot her man, ’cause he done her wrong.

10

Johnny grabbed off his Stetson. “O good Lawd, Frankie, don’t shoot.”

But Frankie put her finger on the trigger, and the gun went roota-toot-toot.

He was her man, but she shot him down.

11

“Roll me over easy, roll me over slow,

Roll me over easy, boys, ’cause my wounds are hurting me so,

I was her man, but I done her wrong.”

12

With the first shot Johnny staggered; with the second shot he fell;

When the third bullet hit him, there was a new man’s face in hell.

“He was my man, but he done me wrong.”

13

Frankie heard a rumbling away down under the ground.

Maybe it was Johnny where she had shot him down.

He was her man, but she done him wrong.

14

“Oh, bring on your rubber-tired hearses, bring on your rubber-tired hacks,

Ther’re takin my Johnny to the buryin’ groun’ but they’ll never bring him back.

He was my man, but he done me wrong.

15

The judge he said to the jury, “It’s plain as plain can be.

This woman shot her man, so it’s murder in the second degree.

He was her man, though he done her wrong.

16

Now it wasn’t murder in the second degree,

it wasn’t murder in the third.

Frankie simply dropped her man, like a hunter drops a bird.

He was her man, but he done her wrong.

17

“Oh, put me in that dungeon. Oh, put me in that cell.

Put me where the northeast wind blows from the southeast corner of hell.

I shot my man ’cause he done me wrong.”

18

Frankie walked up to the scaffold, as calm as a girl could be,

She turned her eyes to heaven and said, “Good Lord, I’m coming to thee.

He was my man, and I done him wrong.”

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