Kate Foley was born in London in 1938 and had a varied career as nurse, midwife and teacher before she settled down to a long spell in archaeological science and conservation. She is a Fellow of the Society of Antiquaries and was awarded an honorary doctorate by De Montfort University for her work in conservation education. She now lives with her Dutch wife between Amsterdam and Suffolk. She frequently leads workshops in Holland and the UK.
 
She has published in a wide variety of magazines and in several anthologies She has won a number of prizes, has read in most of the major poetry venues in London and Amsterdam, loves working with artists from other media and is delighted to be at last leading a life where there is a bit more time for the sharing of poetry.
 
Her most recent of eight full collections are Electric Psalms new and selected poems (Shoestring Press, 2016) and A gift of Rivers (Arachne Press, 2018).
 
Some Comments:
 

a poet who shows us how often we … have the experience but miss the meaning … poems alive with sensuous detail … these epiphanies are earthed

 

Matt Simpson, Critical Survey

 
 

the keynote is … her own direct voice, slightly subliminal, ‘in the ear’, saying significant things in the memorable, dense phrases associated with her strongest work

 

Dilys Wood, ARTEMISpoetry (on One Window North

 
 

on The Silver Rembrandt:
 

The sequence is formidable … for its narrative clarity … Foley uses a remarkable exactness and yet fluidity of language to depict Lily, whose story is … of the hard work of firstly claiming the self, and then mending the self.

 

Sophie Mayer, Chroma

 
 

of A Fox Assisted Cure:
 

a wonderful narrative poem … skillful use of language and rhythm … brilliant characterisation

 

Rachel Playforth, The Frogmore Papers

 
 

and of Electric Psalms new and selected poems:
 

Many of these poems seem to explore … the ‘subterranean stream’ of women’s narratives … the non-patriarchal lower case history of the individual where the seeds of poetry and story are stored

 

Richie McCaffery, London Grip

 
 

You’ll remember the poems long after you’ve forgotten the price.

 

R V Bailey, ARTEMISpoetry