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Famous No Idea Poems by Famous Poets

These are examples of famous No Idea 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 idea poems. These examples illustrate what a famous no idea poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).

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by Ginsberg, Allen
...nd the 
 speeches were free everybody was angelic and 
 sentimental about the workers it was all so sin-
 cere you have no idea what a good thing the 
 party was in 1835 Scott Nearing was a grand 
 old man a real mensch Mother Bloor made me 
 cry I once saw Israel Amter plain. Everybody 
 must have been a spy. 
America you don't really want to go to war. 
America it's them bad Russians. 
Them Russians them Russians and them Chinamen. 
 And them Russians.Read More

by Tebb, Barry

And once too often you were out of luck,

Heath-Stubbs nodded his old sad head.

“Simmons was my friend. I’d no idea he was dead.”

Before I could finish the poem John Rety interrupted

“Can you hurry? There’s others waiting for their turn!”

I muttered to my self, but kept my temper, just...

Eventually Heath-Stubbs began - poet, teacher, wit, raconteur and man

Of letters - littering his poems with references

To three kinds of Arabic genie

The...Read More

by Tebb, Barry
...ting our picture

Money, I am counting the stars in your

Hair, bound with a cheap plastic comb.


You have no idea of my need for you

A lifetime long, every wrong decision

I made betrayed my need; forty years on

Hear my song and take my hand and move

Us to the house of love where we belong.


Margaret we sat in the cinema dark

Warm with the promise of a secret kiss

The wall lights glowed amber on the

Crumbling plaster, we looked with longing...Read More

by Larkin, Philip
...aration--marriage and birth 
And death and thoughts of these--for which was built
This special shell? For though I've no idea
What this accoutred frowsty barn is worth 
It pleases me to stand in silence here;

A serious house on serious earth it is 
In whose blent air all our compulsions meet 
Are recognisd and robed as destinies.
And that much never can be obsolete 
Since someone will forever be surprising
A hunger in himself to be more serious 
And gravitati...Read More

by Khayyam, Omar
...o appreciate the language
of the roses and of wine, and not the feeble in heart or
the poor in spirit. Those who have no idea of what is
occult, to them ignorance is pardonable, for drunkards
alone can understand what belongs to such an order of
of things....Read More

by Larkin, Philip
Surrounds us with its own decisions -
And yet spend all our life on imprecisions,
That when we start to die
Have no idea why....Read More

by Levine, Philip
...Brooklyn, 1929. Of course Crane's
been drinking and has no idea who
this curious Andalusian is, unable
even to speak the language of poetry.
The young man who brought them
together knows both Spanish and English,
but he has a headache from jumping
back and forth from one language
to another. For a moment's relief
he goes to the window to look
down on the East River, darkening
below as the early light come...Read More

by Brautigan, Richard
...e ways similar to, but in other

ways vastly different from, other kinds of animal communi-

cation. We simply have no idea about its evolutionary history,

though many people have speculated about its possible origins.

There is, for instance, the 'bow-bow' theory, that language

started from attempts to imitate animal sounds. Or the 'ding-

dong' theory, that it arose from natural sound-producing

responses. Or the 'pooh-pooh' theory, that it began with vio-...Read More

by Brautigan, Richard
...ins, the first

 sixteen campgrounds he stopped at were filled with people.

 He was a little surprised. He had no idea the mountains

 would be so crowded.

 At the seventeenth campground, a man had just died of a

 heart attack and the ambulance attendants were taking down

 his tent. They lowered the center pole and then pulled up the

 corner stakes. They folded the tent neatly and put it in the

 back of the ambulance, right beside the man's body....Read More

by Brautigan, Richard
...leep hundreds of times since then.

 During the pregnancy I stared innocently at that growing

human center and had no idea the child therein contained

would ever meet Trout Fishing in America Shorty.

 Saturday afternoon we went down to Washington Square.

We put the baby down on the grass and she took off running

toward Trout Fishing in America Shorty who was sitting un-

der the trees by the Benjamin Franklin statue.

 He was on the ground leaning up agai...Read More

by Lowell, Amy
...m the green bushes which had been her prison.
He swept his hat off in a hurried bow.
"Your pardon, Madam, I had no idea
I was not quite alone, and that is how
I came to stay. My trespass was not sheer
Impertinence. I thought no one was here,
And really gardens cry to be admired.
To-night especially it seemed required.
And may I beg to introduce myself?
Heinrich Marohl of Munich. And your name?"
Charlotta told him. And the artful elf
Promptly ex...Read More

by Levine, Philip
turns them into gray earth, and they run 
down the stairs and say nothing 
to anyone. Whoever made this house 
had no idea of beauty -- it's all gray -- 
and no idea of what a happy family 
needs on a day in spring when tulips 
shout from their brown beds in the yard. 
Back there the rows are thick with weeds, 
stickers, choke grass, the place has gone 
to soggy mulch, and the tools are hanging 
unused from their hooks in the tool room. 
Think of a marriage takin...Read More

by Plath, Sylvia
...idn't want any flowers, I only wanted
To lie with my hands turned up and be utterly empty.
How free it is, you have no idea how free ----
The peacefulness is so big it dazes you,
And it asks nothing, a name tag, a few trinkets.
It is what the dead close on, finally; I imagine them
Shutting their mouths on it, like a Communion tablet.

The tulips are too red in the first place, they hurt me.
Even through the gift paper I could hear them breathe
Lightly, through...Read More

by Rumi, Jalal ad-Din Muhammad
...All day I think about it, then at night I say it.
Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing?
I have no idea.
My soul is from elsewhere, I’m sure of that,
and I intend to end up there. This drunkenness began in some other tavern.
When I get back around to that place,
I’ll be completely sober. Meanwhile,
I’m like a bird from another continent, sitting in this aviary.
The day is coming when I fly off,
but who is it now in my ear who...Read More

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