The title seems oddly strange compared to the poem describing the loneliness in the streets full of people more interested in their own little worlds online rather than meeting any of interesting people on the streets. The cell phone has converted these street people from outgoing friendly folks to a lonely landscape of people not communicating except to their friends on the Internet.
Each person is but a grain of sand resting beside the sea. This thought sets the tone for Jill Eisnaugle’s latest poetry collection, Beside Still Waters.
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