Read THE COW IS NOW said the child

The cow is now.
 Lowing and chewing,
  no mewing or bowing to spring
  like that upon a rat.
The cow’s no cat.
In grass to eat
  or stream to drink,
  the cow’s a statue against the sky.
Her great head still,
  her eyes staring at you,
  she parks.
A dog remembers you, and barks,
  but the vacant-eyed cow is only now
I mean 
  she lives right now,