About Me

Hi, I'm Harper Lee Simmons. It's pronounced Har-peh, because my dad's from the south. He's a foreign service agent from the US; my mom's a professor from Morocco. I grew up dividing my time between Rabat, Casablanca, and the countryside, with occasional trips to France. (I speak Arabic, French, and, yes, English.) I was born in Morocco but spent my first year or two in the States to get some fancy medical treatments. Mom and I and my brother and sister usually hang out at home while Dad's away on business. I have a younger brother, Will, and a younger sister, Charlotte. Dad named us all after his "heroes of literature": Nelle Harper Lee, William Shakespeare, and Charlotte Bronte. Mom and us kids are Muslim and Dad's a Baptist. He met my mother on an assignment and hasn't been able to get his heart away from Morocco since. Now I'm in the States attending a boarding school. I got detained after a fifty-state whirlwind tour, probably because of my religion. Living at "home" has been difficult to adjust to, but I'm getting there. With some help from my wonderful teacher and new friends, my United States citizenship has become something tangible. Oh, and I'm a poet. Yeah, I might not be your typical American Girl... but I think that's something I can live with.

12 December 2008

i left my heart

everything reminds me of you.

it's such a time
as merry and dancing
and for feeling so far away.

it's funny how memories come up.
the strangest things
i instantly see your face.

i wonder is it keeping me?
can they feel it,
my lack of you?

holding me back?
only thing pushing me forward
you see, i drive for you

1 comment:

Sabine Aurore Bouchard said...

Nice poem! I wish I was good at writing poetry. I can only really write songs. I'll post one if you want. It's for Sam K...not that she likes it...but I do and that's all that matters, right?