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


That floats on high o'er vales and hills, Fluttering and
dancing in the breeze Continuous as the stars that shine
When all at once I saw a crowd
there must be one (which one, I can't
say), the dreamlike shadows with which life is mixed
causes this hidden order to be fixed
unaware of the secret limits I obey
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance
There must be someone whose almighty rule
But it will be too late; and I will return,
silently someone who weaves and then unravels
And twinkle on the milky way
nothingness at my shoulder, the void behind
me, with a drunkard's terror
I wandered lonely as a cloud
They stretched in never-ending line
Perhaps one morning walking in dry glassy air
that I've already walked for the very last time
I will turn, I will see the miracle complete
Along the margin of a bay
will advance swiftly in familiar illusion
Ten thousand saw I at a glance
A host, of golden daffodils



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