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The algorithm of my own life, faded and spidery, is written, not keyed in. From bombsites used as childhood playgrounds to lockdown FaceTime calls, Kate Foley looks back on almost nine decades of life – a life characterised by curiosity, resistance and a strong connection with the natural world. Appreciation and concern for the planet runs through this frank and moving collection, which muses on the notions of faith and belief, ultimately rejecting both Whitehall politics and traditional religion as inadequate to deal with environmental crisis. Simultaneously nostalgic and highly concerned with the future, Kate Foley's candid reminiscence and simple use of language draw us softly into consideration of life's big questions: What's it all for? How will we be remembered? Will it build again, our earth?
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First published in UK 2023 by Arachne Press Limited100 Grierson Road, London, SE23 1NXwww.arachnepress.com
© Kate Foley 2023
ISBNsPrint: 978-1-913665-76-0
eBook: 978-1-913665-77-7
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Printed on woodfree paper by TJ Books, Padstow, England.
Thanks to Muireann Grealy for her proofreading.
The publication of this book is supported using public funding by the National Lottery through Arts Council England.
Thanks to the following for original publication of some of these poems
12 Rivers, magazine of the Suffolk Poetry Society and their The Ripples, anthology celebrating the society’s 70th birthday
Poetry Wivenhoe, anthology and poster exhibition
Artemis magazine of the Second Light group of women poets
The Friend, Quaker magazine
Words from the Brink, Solstice Shorts Festival 2021, Arachne Press
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NECESSARY POETS
THIS
POWER CUT
BOOKS
THE EDUCATION OF THE HEART
NAN
ROSEBAY WILLOWHERB
PLAIN
EGG
SLOWLY ACQUIRING SILVER
IN CAFE WELLING AMSTERDAM
TO LEARN A LANGUAGE
A WALK IN THE PARK
ALL CHANGE
POLITICS
‘THERE IS NO PLANET B’
LINES
APOCALYPSE
WAKE UP!
REFRACTION
TAKING THE KNEE
OUR (OLD) LADY
TEA TIME
WHAT I KNEW ONCE
THE DYING ZONE
IN THE CAVE OF NIAUX
TREE-SPEAK
A MURMURATION
ON BEING 80 PLUS
WHAT FOR
TOOLBOX
BEACHCOMBING
COLLECTIONS
MY FAVOURITE POEM?
DEAR POEM
SLOW WATER
JUST A LINE
YOU THINK YOU HEAR THEM SING
SUNDAY MORNING
A NEW LANGUAGE
GOD IS THE POEM
RAGS AND BONES
ON FIRST SEEING www.quakeranimals.org
LIMPING
A DAY WITHOUT A HERON
VISITING THE BAYEUX TAPESTRY
REPEATING PATTERNS
The ones you did for ‘O’ level,
live in your pocket
like a silver coin.
You rub an embossed head
with your thumb
to find a sovereign truth.
Ordinary poets
may from time to time,
if they’re lucky
speak the one word
that will do, so
they need to learn humble –
because, if the arrow hits the target,
they’ll never know.
This is my smartphone
my app –
– a river of small birds
flows across the sky,
ripples in floodwater.
I try to write their words
in another language.
This
my life
my time
harvested
in ink.
This
is my computer,
shedding messages
like pigeon feathers
after the hawk.
Yes, I will mail you.
Promise!
This
is the new this,