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Famous No Go Poems by Famous Poets

These are examples of famous No Go poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous no go poems. These examples illustrate what a famous no go poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).

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by Mayakovsky, Vladimir
 in plenty
 hounding our land,

outside the borders
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Try to
 count ’em
 tab ’em - 
 it’s no go,

there’s all kinds,
 and they’re
 thick as nettles:
 red tapists,
 down the row,
They strut around
 as peacocks,
badges and fountain pens
 studding their chests.
We’ll lick the lot of ’em-
 to lick ’em
is no easy job
 at the very best.
On snow-covered lands
 and on stubbly ...Read More

by Wagoner, David
...They don't want to be your hedge,
 Your barrier, your living wall, the no-go
 Go-between between your property
And the prying of dogs and strangers. They don't

 Want to settle any of your old squabbles
 Inside or out of bounds. Their new growth
In three-foot shoots goes thrusting straight
 Up in the air each April or goes off

 Half-cocked sideway...Read More

by Hood, Thomas
...o courtesies for showing 'em--
No knowing 'em!
No traveling at all--no locomotion--
No inkling of the way--no notion--
"No go" by land or ocean--
No mail--no post--
No news from any foreign coast--
No Park, no Ring, no afternoon gentility--
No company--no nobility--
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member--
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds--
November!...Read More

by Carroll, Lewis
Some circumstance has changed her mind.

The Strong-Minded or Matter-of-Fact School 
Well! so my offer was no go!
She might do worse, I told her so;
She was a fool to answer "No".

However, things are as they stood;
Nor would I have her if I could,
For there are plenty more as good.

The Spasmodic or German School 
Firebrands and Daggers! hope hath fled!
To atoms dash the doubly dead!
My brain is fire--my heart is lead!

Her soul is flint, and what am I?...Read More

by Bishop, Elizabeth
...On the fair green hills of Rio
 There grows a fearful stain:
The poor who come to Rio
 And can't go home again.

On the hills a million people,
 A million sparrows, nest,
Like a confused migration
 That's had to light and rest,

Building its nests, or houses,
 Out of nothing at all, or air.
You'd think a breath would end them,
 They perch so lightl...Read More

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