The Frame

A photograph, still upon a white window
Gathers the curls and the smile of a girl,
Strong and awakening in a plated frame.

She watches, at dawn, the shining east
And the sleeping form of her sister;
In summer, in winter, she stays all the same.

Through the starlit glass, I hear her laugh,
Gentle and calm, like mine;
She rides on the wind, calling my name.

I keep this shrine, still on a white window,
Still with a timeless expression,
With her back to the west, a dying flame.

- Sonja Moore

Sonja is a Local Dulwich resident who recently won an international poetry prize: Foyle Young Poets of the Year Award 2012.

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Shapa Begum

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Born and raised in East Dulwich, I've been the Editor of Dulwich OnView since 2010. I'm also part of the Communications team at Dulwich Picture Gallery. I love what I do here at Dulwich OnView, I'm absolutely passionate about south London and reaching out to local communities. When not working, I love to read (reading 'The Hobbit' at the moment), visit museums and hole up in a café somewhere. I am currently working on a new article series for DOV - Hotdesking in south London! (coming soon).
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