Postlude

In the Sibelian world of song, then, postludes would inevitably sound redundant or extraneous.

This was Nabokov’s postlude to Lolita, where he relates the book’s genesis.

Mercifully never preceded by a drum-roll or postluded by a curtsey for applause, each poem seemed to arise from the surrounding prose, which Courtenay was successfully endeavouring to make sound as if it was being thought up on the spot.