Nancy Fisher's images in Flame Dancer flicker, like the flame in which her personas dance, in a mirror that reflects a montage of past present and future in three dimensions. The darkness against which the characters struggle to fend off death makes experience of her artifice an experience of the dreams in the poets mind. The "hard gemlike flame" burns with the brilliance of artifice as the means to life and the conflict is always with the loss of the spirit that produces the bodiless head of the poet's nightmare. Her poems are an unforgettable and delightful experience.
Robert Reid,...