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The Oldest Human Structure
--in Olduvai Gorge
Is a circle of broken stones,
and no one can say for sure
this is the groundwork
of the first family shelter
where they huddled close to each other
night after night in hunger
and the naked fear of hunters
or whether hunters themselves
shouted and danced here
and feasted once or more
before moving away
to another stony circle
and another and then dying
and being born again
before dying again. Yet each
of these stones is light enough
to be lifted, to be carried
by two hands and put down
heavily by one human,
maybe some frightened dreamer
who didn’t know why he’d dreamed
of putting these shapes together
there in a strange new order
that would endure forever.