The Malawian poet Jack Mapanje read, with great dignity, here tonight. He was imprisoned without charge or trial for over three years by the Hastings Banda regime as a reward for a poem he wrote while an unknown student in London. A certain and British educational and broadcasting body, as always helpful, disseminated the text throughout the Commonwealth with a useful commentary and explanation of its subtle obliquities. In terms even the authorities could understand. %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%