Katherine Anne Porter
Callie Russel Porter, born in Indian Creek, Texas, was the fourth of five children of Harrison Boone Porter and Alice (Jones) Porter. Her family tree can be traced back to American frontiersman Daniel Boone, a heritage of which she was proud.
In 1892, when Porter was two years old, Porter's mother died two months after giving birth to her last child. Porter's father took his four surviving children (an older brother had died in infancy) to live with his mother, Catherine Ann Porter, in Kyle, Texas. The depth of her grandmother's influence can be inferred from Porter's later adoption of her name. Her grandmother died while taking eleven-year-old Callie to visit relatives in Marfa, ... more »
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Katherine Anne Porter Poems
for Christopher Smart When winter was half over God sent three angels to the
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I have no patience with this dreadful idea that whatever you have in you has to come out, that you can't suppress true talent. People can be destroyed; they can be bent, distorted, and completely crip...Katherine Anne Porter (1890-1980), U.S. novelist and story writer. As quoted in "Contexts" [poem], Epigram, by Irena Klepfisz (1982).
''The real sin against life is to abuse and destroy beauty, even one's owneven more, one's own, for that has been put in our care and we are responsible for its well-being.''Katherine Anne Porter (1890-1980), U.S. short-story writer, novelist. Herr Freytag, in Ship of Fools, pt. 3 (1962).
Our being is subject to all the chances of life. There are so many things we are capable of, that we could be or do. The potentialities are so great that we never, any of us, are more than one-fourth ...Katherine Anne Porter (1890-1980), U.S. short-story writer, novelist. Interview in Writers at Work, Second Series, ed. George Plimpton (1963).
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
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for Christopher Smart
When winter was half over
God sent three angels to the
Who said to her
"Be glad, you little rack
Of empty sticks,
Because you have been chosen.
In May you will become
A wave of living sweetness
A nation of white petals
A dynasty of apples."