“In the Introduction to this deeply felt and deeply perceptive book, Rosemary Clewes writes: “It is for these people–for whom body, soul, and naming are not divisible that I tell my story to you in poems.” Her sentence touches on the three central elements of The Woman Who Went to the Moon: the story of her visit to a place, the people who inhabit that place, and the luminous poetry that conveys the experience. Like the “woman shaman” she invokes, Clewes summons up with deft verbal magic the land and culture of the Innu, pulling her reader into the splendors and the sorrows of the Great Dark with poetic lines as incisive as the “pencilled light” of moonbeam that frames the fishing hut of “Close Up.”
–John Reibetanz

“From an experienced Arctic traveller and accomplished poet these are love poems–tender, sensual, ecstatic–to the land and the people of Canada’s North, a world plunged in winter into a profound darkness alleviated only by the diurnal moon. These are also exquisite poems of sorrow in the face of all that threatens Canada’s North–its inhabitants and its environment. A must read for all those who care.”
–Ruth Roach Pierson