10 Nov VOICE OF THE ANCIENT BABIRUSA

I am rendered immortal

my image digitally preserved

Ochre from the Ice Age

once immobile in this Sulawesi cave

The decay of uranium

confirms

over thirty thousand orbits

I have held my breath

From the right hemisphere of an early artist

I am born fully formed

This limestone you see behind me

this was our home

Now I will walk the world for him

Visit you

his descendants

in the place you call home

I have come to tell of a shared creativity

I have come to tell of an inner life

I have come to tell

he was not that different from you