Jim Carroll Quotes
Poetry Can Unleash A Terrible Fear. I Suppose It Is The Fear Of Possibilities, Too Many Possibilities, Each With Its Own Endless Set Of Variations. It's Like Looking Too Closely And Too Long Into A Mirror; Soon Your Features Distort, Then Erupt. You Look Too Closely Into Your Poems, Or Listen Too Closely To Them As They Arrive In Whispers, And The Features Inside You - Call It Heart, Call It Mind, Call It Soul - Accelerate Out Of Control. They Distort And They Erupt, And It Is One Strange Pain. You Realize, Then, That You Can't Attempt Breaking Down Too Many Barriers In Too Short A Time, Because There Are As Many Horrors Waiting To Get In At You As There Are Parts Of Yourself Pushing To Break Out, And With The Same, Or More, Fevered Determination.
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