Poems by Dan Schneider

Poems by Dan Schneider

The Barber, by Dan Schneider

The hairs on his fingers
do not curl anymore
like worms. They, too, are old
and arthritic...

Tallulah Bankhead to Death, by Dan Schneider

1968 "I fail only myself." She is repeating.
Bereft of an audience, her thought failing
ev...

The Toreador, by Dan Schneider

*outside San Diego, 1868 Sanchez, too, hid his cheer
of death, much like Maria Garibaldi,...