CD There is a beautiful section about that specifically in "The Quick and the Dead," where you write, "I know that if no fellow creatures / can force their way in to do the underdigging / and jiggling and earthing over and mating / and egg-laying and birthing forth, then for us / the most that can come to pass / will be a centuries-long withering down / to a
gowpen of dead dust, and never / the crawling of new life out of the old / which is what we have for eternity on earth."
He
gowpens his hands for my boot step and I step into his handhold, pulling up with the pommel, lifting into the one stirrup and up onto the saddle and he keeps hold of the bridle until I settle and then until the horse settles.