When I returned to ANNAPOLIS, I parked at a meter near Church Circle to have my dinner and beers at Stan & Joe’s Saloon. I had not seen this 300 year old circle in almost two years and this early… Read More ›
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Church Circle
Traffic lights absolving pedestrians’ haste Genuflecting off curbs Against the red and green commands. Doing penance for their pace Unaware of a descending October evening Darkening red bricks Littered with damp leaves Causing tires and feet to slip.  Workdays… Read More ›
