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Famous Bang On Poems by Famous Poets

These are examples of famous Bang On poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous bang on poems. These examples illustrate what a famous bang on poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).

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by Piercy, Marge
...but curled 
round as a sleeping cat under my skirt. 
When I spread out, so do you. You like 
to eat, drink and bang on another belly. 
In anxiety I clutch you with nervous fingers 
as if you were a purse full of calm. 
In my grandmother standing in the fierce sun 
I see your cauldron that held eleven children 
shaped under the tent of her summer dress. 
I see you in my mother at thirty 
in her flapper gear, skinny legs 
and then you knocking on the tight ...Read More

by Ginsberg, Allen
...traightjacket that you're 
 losing the game of the actual pingpong of the 
I'm with you in Rockland 
 where you bang on the catatonic piano the soul 
 is innocent and immortal it should never die 
 ungodly in an armed madhouse 
I'm with you in Rockland 
 where fifty more shocks will never return your 
 soul to its body again from its pilgrimage to a 
 cross in the void 
I'm with you in Rockland 
 where you accuse your doctors of insanity and 
 plot the Hebrew socialis...Read More

by Francis, Robert
...sleep too soon
Come wake me up. Come any hour
Of night. Come whistling up the road.
Stomp on the porch. Bang on the door.
Make me get out of bed and come
And let you in and light a light.
Tell me the northern lights are on
And make me look. Or tell me clouds
Are doing something to the moon
They never did before, and show me.
See that I see. Talk to me till
I'm half as wide awake as you
And start to dress wondering why
I ever went to bed at ...Read More

by Service, Robert William
...ugh the night it cavorted, seekin' its 'aven of rest,
And it zipped through a crack in the sandbags, and it wolloped me bang on the breast.

Was I killed, do you ask? Oh no, boys. Why am I sittin' 'ere
Gazin' with mournful vision at a mug long empty of beer?
With a throat as dry as a -- oh, thanky! I don't much mind if I do.
Beer with a dash of 'ollands, that's my particular brew.

Yes, that was a terrible moment. It 'ammered me 'ard o'er the 'eart;
It bow...Read More

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