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


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



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