The water is rushing into the bulkheads.
Thirty yards above sea level the iceberg, black and silent, passes, glides by the glittering ship, and disappears in the dark.
One of West Germany's most admired poets, Hans Magnus Enzensberger , has taken the story of the Titanic as the theme for his recent poem-sequence, and developed it into a commentary on contemporary culture.
Tonight he reads the first of three selections from the sequence, in his own English translation. BBC Manchester
followed by an interlude