Tape Mark 3
A version of Tape Mark 1, by Nanni Balestrini


There must be someone whose almighty rule, that I
've already walked for the very last time someone who weaves and then unravels
Perhaps one morning walking in dry glassy air
Continuous as the stars that
shine, there must be one (which one, I can't say)
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance
nothingness at my shoulder, the void behind
Of the streets that fade in the setting sun
That floats on high o'er vales and hills
Ten thousand saw I at a
glance I wandered lonely as a cloud
Along the margin of a bay
A host, of golden daffodils
unaware of the secret limits I obey
to men who do not look back, with my secret
causes this hidden order to be fixed
And twinkle on the milky way
I will turn, I will see the miracle complete
the dreamlike shadows with which life is mixed
But it will be too late; and I will return, silently
me, with a drunkard's terror
They stretched in never-ending line
will advance swiftly in familiar illusion



Tape Mark 3 is a variation of Nanni Balestrini's Tape Mark 1
The verses of this poem are composed by the first two strophes of the following poems:
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud by William Wordsworth;
Perhaps One Morning Walking by Montale;
Limits by Jorge Luis Borges;


The source code is here and it was originally written by Wayne Clements