http://slow.writerscafe.org/Pooka The original writings of author Edie Boyd en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776029128 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Walking in the early morning rain on the way to school. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pooka/458013/ School trip a few months back to Italy. This happened in Assisi, in the region of Umbria. This was one of the most beautiful moments of the trip. That's a picture of Assisi, by the way. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pooka/457606/ What I think about before going to bed in the winter http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pooka/457566/ About all the little foxes that live around my house... I see them every night. It gets cold early in the year here and their food supply runs out. It's really sad, but they reappear all healthy and fat again in the late spring. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pooka/457555/ Whitewhite whiteacid greenneon yellowshocking pinklead paint and poisoned bloodbig people cut from cardboardgravity is realmass isn't  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pooka/457539/ My second effort. I was just reading an article in 'Vogue' about a lady who still does deep-sea exploration into her 60s... and she talked about how it feels when you slip under the surface under the water. That's what inspired me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pooka/436359/ A poem about my namesake. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pooka/436303/