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 causes this hidden order to be fixed
I will turn, I will see the miracle complete
will advance swiftly in familiar
illusion, Then, as on a screen, trees houses hills
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance
Beside the lake, beneath the trees
to men who do not look back, with my secret
They stretched in never-ending line
I wandered lonely as a
cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills
But it will be too late; and I will return, silently
Of the streets that fade in the setting sun
me, with a drunkard's terror
nothingness at my shoulder, the void behind
Ten thousand saw I at a glance
And twinkle on the milky way
there must be one (which one, I can't say)
Continuous as the stars that shine
When all at once I saw a crowd
someone who weaves and then unravels
unaware of the secret limits I obey
the dreamlike shadows with which life is mixed



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