http://www.haggardandhalloo.com/2007/10/23/the-final-bow/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=the-final-bow Publishing Creative and Contemporary Writing Wed, 08 Feb 2012 03:07:37 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 http://www.haggardandhalloo.com/2007/10/23/the-final-bow/comment-page-1/#comment-413 Leslie Michel Fri, 26 Oct 2007 17:16:36 +0000 http://www.haggardandhalloo.com/2007/10/23/the-final-bow/#comment-413 Oh DiyDanna! Thanks so much. I posted a letter to my neighbor last month that caught your eye, too. The subject of "Final Bow" is a multi-muse mentor beyond description, Vito Paulekas, my greatest fan. He died in 1992. When I saw death in his face the first time I started grieving. This piece fell together during those 4 months- I read it at his memorial service on Halloween. Perfect timing I say! Oh DiyDanna! Thanks so much. I posted a letter to my neighbor last month that caught your eye, too. The subject of “Final Bow” is a multi-muse mentor beyond description, Vito Paulekas, my greatest fan. He died in 1992. When I saw death in his face the first time I started grieving. This piece fell together during those 4 months- I read it at his memorial service on Halloween. Perfect timing I say!

]]> http://www.haggardandhalloo.com/2007/10/23/the-final-bow/comment-page-1/#comment-404 diydanna Wed, 24 Oct 2007 04:35:04 +0000 http://www.haggardandhalloo.com/2007/10/23/the-final-bow/#comment-404 All the world's a stage, and the fan is a player. One of my new favorites. Is it prose? Is it poetry? Or poesy? Who really cares? I get the impression that the fan and star of "The Final Bow" is someone close to the author, or a collage of real characters in her/his life who have taken a final bow, or gone out like brilliant bright stage lights. I won't pick this apart line by line because it would take away the beauty of this metaphor to life and death. So I'll just end with this: Thank you, Leslie Michel, whoever you are. Encore! All the world’s a stage, and the fan is a player. One of my new favorites. Is it prose? Is it poetry? Or poesy? Who really cares? I get the impression that the fan and star of “The Final Bow” is someone close to the author, or a collage of real characters in her/his life who have taken a final bow, or gone out like brilliant bright stage lights. I won’t pick this apart line by line because it would take away the beauty of this metaphor to life and death. So I’ll just end with this: Thank you, Leslie Michel, whoever you are. Encore!

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