Walking Toward the Sun by Edward Weismiller My rating: 5 of 5 stars What a wonderful surprise, wonderful collection. I must admit my ignorance-I had never heard of Edwar Weismiller, more to my loss. There are so many good poets wriiting. Weismiller died in 2010 and this seems to be his last pubished collection with only 2 others long out of print. Ted Kooser thught so highly of him and listed this poem as exemplery: Sea Horse You might think it would leap the waves in a white fire of foam racing, eyes mad with what might be delight: a runaway, or loosed from a god’s team, galloping in its vast pasture. But this one was the size of a brooch, thin, and red-gold, and still. The children had sent for it from the Atlantic. It arrived by air in a pouch of seawater containing all it needed to sustain life as it crossed the continent. Following instructions we made it a small, nourishing ocean in which it anchored itself upright to a strand of seaweed, and, staring jewel-e...