Less is more: tiny poems

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Thanks to the Internet, US National Poetry Month now embraces me and a myriad others outside the US.  Last year I was away on a Zen retreat in early April, but surprised myself when I got home by joining in and attempting to write a poem every day for the rest of the month and, despite the mixed results, enjoying it. So this time, three months into writing daily small stones (and equally surprised by that), I thought I’d steer these, for the month of April, more towards the form of tiny, haiku-ish poems. This very small daily exercise is already proving hugely enlightening, for I find I have to start from somewhere I don’t usually go, to stop thinking, stop grabbing at words, be quiet with a feeling or image until it speaks.