Poems by Carmen Sylva

The moon has but one side of light and beauty,
The other, steeped in never-ending night,
See...

A long-legged gnat with airy wings, a dart
Sharp as a needle and a searching tusk,
Was flutt'...

The mountains lost in clouds, the giant firs
Standing out 'gainst the never-ceasing lightning, ...

How sweet the manger smells! The cows all listen
With outstretched necks, and with impatient lo...

From whence the brook? From where the waters gather
In mountains' deep recesses, stone-black la...

If only 'twere not Christmas Eve,
Nor bright other places,
Nor loaded the boards I perceive, ...