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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Hi, I’m Shapa Begum, Blog Editor. Born and raised in East Dulwich, I love what I do here at Dulwich OnView, I’m absolutely passionate about south London and reaching out to local communities – you can read about my favourite Dulwich spots on Time Out London and Completely London blog. My role goes beyond editing, I write, review, participate in conferences/events, attend local happenings and oversee the marketing. There’s no rest for the wicked! When not working, I love to read, write, visit museums and spend time with my loved ones.
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