Jim Carroll

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James Dennis "Jim" Carroll (August 1, 1949 – September 11, 2009) was an American author, poet, autobiographer, and punk musician. Carroll was best known for his 1978 autobiographical work The Basketball Diaries, which was made into the 1995 film of the same name, starring Leonardo DiCaprio as Carroll.

Carroll was born to a working-class family of Irish descent, and grew up on New York's Lower East Side, and when he was about eleven (in the sixth grade) his family moved north to Inwood in Upper Manhattan where he attended Good Shepherd School. He was taught by the LaSalle Christian Brothers, and his brother in the sixth grade noted that he could write and encouraged him ... more »

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  • Ben Paje (12/16/2015 5:53:00 PM)

    it is not a poem about being saved by genius, or anything.Jim is trying to question if all his options in life were used up.A junkie knows you can always negotiate another day.

  • M Frick (12/2/2004 8:49:00 PM)

    concerning the Kurt Cobain works, kind of a stupid observation of Kurt. like he was really going to be saved by his genius. it was all twisted up in his head with everything that was hurting him. there was no separating it. he didn't ask for any of it, but he got all of it. the genius was just a fraction. you have to think of him as a more complete person, above and beyond just writing songs.

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8 Fragments For Kurt Cobain

Genius is not a generous thing
In return it charges more interest than any amount of royalties can cover
And it resents fame
With bitter vengeance

Pills and powdres only placate it awhile
Then it puts you in a place where the planet's poles reverse
Where the currents of electricity shift

Your Body becomes a magnet and pulls to it despair and rotten teeth,
Cheese whiz and guns

Whose triggers are shaped tenderly into a false lust
In timeless illusion

The guitar claws kept tightening, I guess on your heart stem.
The loops of ...

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