by Lee Kirk

Brenda Shaw's poetry is always accessible. It throws up a canvas on which the poet paints her image -- of a time, a place, a person, an even, in bright, evocative colors. The reader does not have to struggle to find the "meaning" in the poem. Instead, one finds oneself leaping from one poem to the next, one image to the next, following a thread of narrative that lends excitement and anticipation.

by Quinton Hallett

Truth is Shaw's muse. I admire these frank and uncluttered poems which honor and circle continuously back to her elders while they bring the Maine years out of darkness and "into the blazing light."