Winter Poems: 5

Haley Wooning


night like a crow

settling her dark garments


my heart is a black rain

of feathers, I inherit nothing but

this heather, time’s hewn-wing

and the death-smell

    of stars, yellow in the heavens

too far, too far

to know memory by


somewhere, love’s fool weeps

alone – I know that sound, have

faded among those tresses but

I am none the wiser



Haley Wooning lives in California where she writes poetry. She has one book, Mothmouth, published by Spuyten Duyvil.