Friday, February 7, 2014

Was at the empty village

The woman leaves and the man is left alone again.

When a woman once prosperous hometown fell behind, a woman who left for the city visited her hometown with an old bag after years.

She walks along the side of the pier where small fishing boats nodded. She meets an old boyfriend who couldn't leave town and was soothed with alcohol. He welcomes her with a shy. They have been together for a while, but once again the woman leaves, and the man is left alone again.

I visited Canada's border village on the eastern end of Maine. This village reminds me of a a heartbreaking story movie that a woman leaves a dilapidated village and returns, but she leaves again in the face of a more backward village.

I opened the door of the lodging office on the hill. A middle-aged woman welcomed me with a bright smile as if It's been a while since she has had a visitor. The wrinkles on the face become deeper in the strong sea breeze. Does a woman who seems to have a hidden story as much as a crease keep a spooky lodging office and wait for a lover who has left the neighborhood?

The elusive small flowers in the thicket overlooking the sea are seen with an old pink fluffy bat that has lost its clarity in the strong wind. They seems to be poor as they can't die waiting for their master, who has gone out to a wider sea or left for big city.

It was once a city with a small hillside where a big boat would come and go with its boat humming. I can see it in a plausible building on the main street of the neighborhood where people would have been busy in the past. But now they're just hanging out empty, almost like throwing it out. There are a lot of signs for the house to be sold house. The Signs are also worn out or lying on the floor, as people who left their hometowns may put them up a long time ago.

In front of the lodge, the flags of various countries are fluttering in the strong winds on the flagpole hanging on the railing. There is also a Korean flag. It's a pleasure with a miserable feeling. How can the Korean flag come all the way here like me and suffer from strong winds? Did another Korean come here?

Like the main character in the movie, the next day, I swung around the village with my bag loaded in my car and left. The reason why the empty village is not erased from my head like a movie set is because I left my country for a long time and wanders from other countries with unfilled heart.

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