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


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



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