Like Nothing's New

There are few populated places quieter in my homeland than downtown Digby in winter. In a town woken up by summer tourists, there's very little happening any cold afternoon. Convenience stores with lights blinking, tempting you in. Some shops closed for the season; power lines hung overhead like spiderwebs – catching no one. Park where you like, no fight for space, no demand on the spot you want to take. Cross where and whenever you like, Water Street doesn't know what to do with itself. Looking on like nothing's new, nothing much changed in my lifetime. Today, somehow, it all comes curious. Tells me what I'm missing, not a lot, don't worry yourself. Some heartfelt high, built up the hillside, fishing town on the shoulders of a constant coming going. There's something sleepily sad about this town right now, and I love every bit of it.

 

January 2, 2023

Digby, Nova Scotia

 

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