“Transformations All night he ran, his body air, But that was in another year. Lately the answered shape of his laughter, The shape of his smallest word, is fire. He who is a fierce young crier Of poems will be… — Stanley Kunitz Copy Share Image
“Freedom is found within, in the shape of our laughter and the way we love, in the truths that we live by and the stories we become” — Beth Kempton Copy Share Image
