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


Will advance swiftly in familiar illusion, I will
turn, I will
see the miracle complete me, with a drunkard's terror
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance
That floats on high o'er vales and
hills, to men who do not look back, with my secret
Continuous as the stars that shine
someone who weaves and then unravels
They stretched in never-ending line
Of the streets that fade in the setting sun
Then, as on a screen, trees houses
hills unaware of the secret limits I obey
And twinkle on the milky way
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze
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
I wandered lonely as a cloud
Beside the lake, beneath the trees
But it will be too late; and I will return, silently
causes this hidden order to be fixed
that I've already walked for the very last time
nothingness at my shoulder, the void behind
There must be someone whose almighty rule



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