. Winter Hyphenation Knit cap above, two squinting eyes below Face frozen fresh-fall snowfall, white as snow. Constricted pupils dim the sight and fight Against the blinding sunrise-lumined light. An ice-chill world where exhaled, hot breath steams And wreathes a winter wonderland of dreams Where muffled footfalls squeaky-clean impress Compressive tracks of boot-print, grid-soled steps Across an untouched whipped cream wilderness. The acrid scent of flue-smoke fills the air, Arising from a nearby cabin where A wood frame, rime-encrusted window sash Droops like a frozen-frosted man’s moustache. A bare-bald hill provides a slick-slope slide Where children whoop and holler as they glide. Beneath it all the earth awaits the spring When meadowlarks and sparrows on the wing Return to sap-filled, green-bud trees and sing. . . James A. Tweedie is a retired pastor living in Long Beach, Washington. He has written and published six novels, one collection of short stories, and three collections of poetry including Mostly Sonnets, all with Dunecrest Press. His poems have been published nationally and internationally in The Lyric, Poetry Salzburg (Austria) Review, California Quarterly, Asses of Parnassus, Lighten Up Online, Better than Starbucks, Dwell Time, Light, Deronda Review, The Road Not Taken, Fevers of the Mind, Sparks of Calliope, Dancing Poetry, WestWard Quarterly, Society of Classical Poets, and The Chained Muse. He was honored with being chosen as the winner of the 2021 SCP International Poetry Competition.