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


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



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