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


A host, of golden daffodils, nothingness at
my shoulder, the void behind Then, as on a screen, trees houses hills
I wandered lonely as a cloud
Ten thousand saw I at a
glance, I will turn, I will see the miracle complete
the dreamlike shadows with which life is mixed
Perhaps one morning walking in dry glassy air
That floats on high o'er vales and hills
me, with a drunkard's terror
Along the margin of a
bay there must be one (which one, I can't say)
causes this hidden order to be fixed
When all at once I saw a crowd
And twinkle on the milky way
There must be someone whose almighty rule
Continuous as the stars that shine
Of the streets that fade in the setting sun
Beside the lake, beneath the trees
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze
They stretched in never-ending line
to men who do not look back, with my secret
will advance swiftly in familiar illusion
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance



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