Bruce Duffy has written three novels, two of which reclaim difficult gay giants. His fictionalized life of Wittgenstein, The World as I Found It [and Kindle], has been a queer favorite for 25 years and now is released as a NYRB classic introduced by David Leavitt. After its critical success, Duffy won a Whiting and a Guggenheim. Three years ago he returned to historical fiction with Disaster Was My God: A Novel of the Outlaw Life of Arthur Rimbaud [and Kindle]. That book, he says, finally came together for him when he realized it was the story of "a monster raised by a witch."
The zenith of sophistication, Cole Porter wrote the wittiest, worldliest love songs ever recorded and a good part of his genius emanated from his experience as a gay man. Born to a rich family in Indiana, a graduate of an East Coast prep school and Yale, married to a famed, older socialite for thirty-four years, Porter was utterly at ease in the highest society, yet his constant sexual relationships with men allowed him permanent outsider status. His art depended on his double life. Unable to express gay love openly, his lyrics are far more original and memorable for their necessary codes and double entendres. If you still don't understand You're the Top with its refrain "But if, Baby, I'm the bottom, you're the top," please see me after class. Porter is peerless at hiding in plain sight, subverting the scandalous into showstopping "innocent" fun, as in Let's Do It (1928), You Do Something To Me (1929), Love for Sale (1930), All Through the Night (1934), Anything Goes (1934), I've Got You Under My Skin (1936), Let's Misbehave (1937), My Heart Belongs to Daddy (1938), I've Got My Eyes on You (1939) Well Did You Evah! (1939) Let's Be Buddies (1940) You'd Be So Nice To Come Home To (1942), Something for the Boys (1943), He's a Right Guy (1943), I'm In Love With a Solider Boy (1943), Too Darn Hot (1948), All of You (1954) Mind If I Make Love To You? (1955) and You're Just Too, Too (1956), among countless others.
Openly closeted, Porter enjoyed affairs with Ballets Russes librettist Boris Kochno, Boston hotshot
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