Found a little poem about what is now the Westin Peachtree Plaza Hotel. Here’s Portman’s original design for the Peachtree Plaza Hotel, built as the tallest hotel in the world:
The big pedestal held a half acre lake and one restaurant had a 100 foot waterfall. Here’s a rendering of the gardens hanging over the lake and it’s little club islands:
Here’s what it ended up looking like in the early 80’s before two major renovations removed all the grooviness:
So, with all that, maybe this poem will make a little more sense. By Ted R. Spivey
I like that last stanza “Walk then, conventioneers, Through Portman’s atriums, Dazzled by those hanging gardens Which float above the toy lakes”
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