Hand in Glove - Revision history

Dotclub at 23:02, 31 October 2023

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	* ~~Poem~~ by Dennis Cooper published in his collection ''The Dream Police: Selected Poems, 1969-1993''<ref>https://archive.org/details/dreampoliceselec00coop/page/134/mode/1up</ref>		* Adapted from a poem by Dennis Cooper published in his collection ''The Dream Police: Selected Poems, 1969-1993''<ref>https://archive.org/details/dreampoliceselec00coop/page/134/mode/1up</ref>

	== References ==		== References ==
	{{Push Comes to Love}}		{{Push Comes to Love}}

Dotclub at 23:02, 31 October 2023

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			[[File:Dennis-Cooper-Hand-in-Glove.jpg\|thumb\|upright\|"Hand in Glove" by Dennis Cooper]]

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	* Poem by Dennis Cooper ~~(1985?) found~~ in ''The Dream Police'' ~~collection~~		* Poem by Dennis Cooper published in his collection ''The Dream Police: Selected Poems, 1969-1993''<ref>https://archive.org/details/dreampoliceselec00coop/page/134/mode/1up</ref>

	== References ==		== References ==
	{{Push Comes to Love}}		{{Push Comes to Love}}

Dotclub at 02:25, 14 September 2023

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	One word subtracted from ten becomes art in a writer's lofty terms, in this frieze where a poet can hide what he mussed. It should be a guy being fucked on an unmade bed but in fact it's an old phrase by which I'm reporting the cooled interactions that come into focus now that I'm shielding my eyes from a lust that's supposed to be ultimate, imposing more or less on these words without growing monotonous, godlike. "I lie in a bed post-drugged-sex," starts whatever I'm trying to write. It's "great" to restate this. Though I'm blind, it is in my hand, yes? Meaning a work that's supposed to be filled up with lust, but couldn't. I grow too bored, am restrained if I think about who's lying outside my grasp... I can't finish. But I've made up my mind about art, its lasting effect. It's polished, having once in the dark been poured gradually into my body of work from an impossible height.		One word subtracted from ten becomes art in a writer's lofty terms, in this frieze where a poet can hide what he mussed. It should be a guy being fucked on an unmade bed but in fact it's an old phrase by which I'm reporting the cooled interactions that come into focus now that I'm shielding my eyes from a lust that's supposed to be ultimate, imposing more or less on these words without growing monotonous, godlike. "I lie in a bed post-drugged-sex," starts whatever I'm trying to write. It's "great" to restate this. Though I'm blind, it is in my hand, yes? Meaning a work that's supposed to be filled up with lust, but couldn't. I grow too bored, am restrained if I think about who's lying outside my grasp... I can't finish. But I've made up my mind about art, its lasting effect. It's polished, having once in the dark been poured gradually into my body of work from an impossible height.
	}}		}}Lyrics: Dennis Cooper

	~~== Credits ==~~		Music: [[David Grubbs]] and [[Stephen Prina]]
	* Lyrics: Dennis Cooper
	* Music: [[David Grubbs]] and [[Stephen Prina]]

	== Chronology ==		== Chronology ==
	* {{RLink\|Push}}		* {{RLink\|Push}} {{MediaLink\|YouTube=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X4YrDT1v8PY}}

	== Interpretations ==		== Interpretations ==

Dotclub at 02:17, 14 September 2023

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	== References ==		== References ==
			{{Push Comes to Love}}

imported>Dotclub at 08:12, 8 January 2023

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	== Lyrics ==		== Lyrics ==
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	One word subtracted from ten becomes art in a writer's lofty terms, in this frieze where a poet can hide what he mussed. It should be a guy being fucked on an unmade bed but in fact it's an old phrase by which I'm reporting the cooled interactions that come into focus now that I'm shielding my eyes from a lust that's supposed to be ultimate, imposing more or less on these words without growing monotonous, godlike. "I lie in a bed post-drugged-sex," starts whatever I'm trying to write. It's "great" to restate this. Though I'm blind, it is in my hand, yes? Meaning a work that's supposed to be filled up with lust, but couldn't. I grow too bored, am restrained if I think about who's lying outside my grasp... I can't finish. But I've made up my mind about art, its lasting effect. It's polished, having once in the dark been poured gradually into my body of work from an impossible height.		One word subtracted from ten becomes art in a writer's lofty terms, in this frieze where a poet can hide what he mussed. It should be a guy being fucked on an unmade bed but in fact it's an old phrase by which I'm reporting the cooled interactions that come into focus now that I'm shielding my eyes from a lust that's supposed to be ultimate, imposing more or less on these words without growing monotonous, godlike. "I lie in a bed post-drugged-sex," starts whatever I'm trying to write. It's "great" to restate this. Though I'm blind, it is in my hand, yes? Meaning a work that's supposed to be filled up with lust, but couldn't. I grow too bored, am restrained if I think about who's lying outside my grasp... I can't finish. But I've made up my mind about art, its lasting effect. It's polished, having once in the dark been poured gradually into my body of work from an impossible height.
	~~</pre>~~		}}

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	== Chronology ==		== Chronology ==
	* [[Push ~~Comes to Love]]~~		* {{RLink\|Push}}

	== Interpretations ==		== Interpretations ==
	* Poem by Dennis Cooper (1985?) found in ''The Dream Police'' collection		* Poem by Dennis Cooper (1985?) found in ''The Dream Police'' collection

			== References ==

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== Lyrics ==
<pre>
One word subtracted from ten becomes art in a writer's lofty terms, in this frieze where a poet can hide what he mussed. It should be a guy being fucked on an unmade bed but in fact it's an old phrase by which I'm reporting the cooled interactions that come into focus now that I'm shielding my eyes from a lust that's supposed to be ultimate, imposing more or less on these words without growing monotonous, godlike. "I lie in a bed post-drugged-sex," starts whatever I'm trying to write. It's "great" to restate this. Though I'm blind, it is in my hand, yes? Meaning a work that's supposed to be filled up with lust, but couldn't. I grow too bored, am restrained if I think about who's lying outside my grasp... I can't finish. But I've made up my mind about art, its lasting effect. It's polished, having once in the dark been poured gradually into my body of work from an impossible height.
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== Credits ==
* Lyrics: Dennis Cooper
* Music: [[David Grubbs]] and [[Stephen Prina]]

== Chronology ==
* [[Push Comes to Love]]

== Interpretations ==
* Poem by Dennis Cooper (1985?) found in ''The Dream Police'' collection