Brooklyn —
For many artists, it can be a grueling process: the search for a muse. But for Robert Samuel Snyderman, a 23-year-old poet who has lived in Bed-Stuy for the past five years, it comes easily — for a price.
“I ask for sources of inspiration, not topics,” said Mr. Snyderman, who was perched on a white bucket outside the gates of the Brooklyn Flea Saturday afternoon, sporting a cardboard sign that made his endeavor clear.
“Poems,” it said in black marker.
