I think we'll go on maybe another six or seven minutes.
This next poem is a nice college poem
called "Rape in the Engineering Building."
[LAUGHTER]
"What I saw in his face scared me--
ants on jelly; two cars ducked as he zigzagged
past the library up to the tracks
where the other students were just falling from classes.
One big man yelled, stop him, stop that man,
but I thought it was personal and got out of their way.
Finally the aproned man told us in a high stuck voice
it was rape in the engineering building,
and the rapist was chugging farther up
the inclined edge of town into the shadowy upright garden.
Full of thanks, we took after him."