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


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



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