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


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



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