Kate Fort Codington was a gracious lady of old-line Atlanta society whose roots were deeply embedded in the Victorian concept of dignity and decorum that characterized the aristocratic “Old South.” (She would, for instance, never serve at a table that was not daintily set, or drink tea from anything but fine china.) However Kate Codington was a universal and totally free soul, offering no allegiance to custom or circumstance, she ranged the farthest reaches of human imagination.
Using her poems and short stories, and a few memoirs of friends and family, her granddaughter has narrated the width and breadth of the life of this amazing woman, and the century in which she lived.
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Advent in the Woods
I walked the woods
Where knotted trees
Like charcoal sketches
Sprawled the sky —
All separate,
Yet interwove
As old philosophy.
I walked the woods,
When suddenly
Dejection ceased
Its harrowing …
Bright from the manger of the fallen leaves
A blue-gray violet
Announced the spring.
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