Fan Jinghua: All about Spectacles

　　All about Spectacles
She did not wear spectacles, and if she did,
They would be sunglasses, of varied design and shades.
She was a friend of my spectacleless girlfriend, and
Her big eyes were shiny and beautiful, and did not squint.
When we returned from the dance floor, a man
Had already harried her for half a dance. There
She was, with a straw between her lips, slightly
Shaking her head in his face, eyes big as ever,
Like plump hooks. My girlfriend also used the same simile,
"Hooks." I tried to be innocent about the connotation of the word
And muttered under the tongue: "Yes, a little indeed."
Of course, I liked that pair of hooks, but
I had somehow convinced myself her eyes might tend to get men hooked
And she had no intention to hook me.
Now that man had apparently fallen into the pit of her eyes,
And he must have thought that
Her hook-eyes meant probe, encouragement and challenge,
A test of his patience and persistence.
He believed that he had seen through her tricks
And seen her disguised strong inner lust through her eyes.
My girlfriend’s friend turned to me, and I turned to the man
And said: I say, pal, she does not feel like dancing right now.
My break-in gave the man the best opportunity to get himself out,
So he threw to my face a bash of two dirt curses sandwiched with a punch:
You four-eyed sissy! What a pimp dick you wanna put in here!
My eyeglasses flew away into the dark, leaving me bare-eyed,
Clear-minded, among splitting stars and colored light, realizing
That I was not his match, definitely not!
So it was good to be timely pulled aside by two women who escorted me
Through the crowd. Me, turning back like an indignant mouse.
My girls were understanding, and also they knew exactly what to say:
Not worth while to embroil into anything with that sort of lowly beasts.
The sultriness on the summer road outside The Union’s Club
Refreshed me a lot, but my face was searing in the aimless silent cruise:
Should I really believe that weakness could be a quality of virtue?
　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Oct. 23-24, 2008

　　与眼镜相关的一切

她是不戴眼镜的，要戴也只戴太阳镜，
不同的款式、不同的颜色、不同的深浅；
她是我不戴眼镜的女友带来的，
她的眼睛大得从不会眯起来。
当我和女友从舞池中回来，一个男人
已经纠缠她半个曲子了。她不时地看他一眼，
摇头，手里还拿着一罐饮料；她抿着吸管。
所以她的头摇得并不剧烈，而眼睛还是大大的，
像圆圆的钩子。我女友也这样说：“钩子眼”，
所以我才尽量低调地回应说“确实有点”。
当然，我也喜欢她带钩子的眼睛，
只是我说服了自己
那眼睛勾人而她并没想勾我。
现在她无心地勾住了另一个男人了，
那男人肯定觉得那对钩子眼
才是她自己，他比她自己还要明白她的伎俩，
她不仅有所暗示而且内骚得过瘾。
这时，我女友的女友眼睛转向了我。
我转向那男人说：嗨，哥儿们，她这会儿不想跳。
那男人似乎正愁找不到台阶，
两句南京脏话夹着一记拳头劈了过来：
老屄老屌的，你这四只眼插什么杠子！
我的眼镜顿时就飞进了黑暗，留下
一阵金星和半隐藏的彩灯，我头脑
却很清醒：我肯定不是他的对手！
好在两个女人立即将我拉开，我在众目
睽睽之下，顺着她们的推涌和保护，
扭着头，灰溜溜地、愤愤然地逃了出来。
她们真是善解人意，最懂得如何安慰：
犯不着和这种素质的人一般见识。
工人俱乐部外，我们顿时没有了目的地，
而炎热的马路令我舒坦多了，
只是我脸上还是火辣辣的；
我真能相信软弱可以成为一种品质？
　　　　　　2008年10月23-24日