view from the tower            
                       
                       
                                          
 when  i got home from away, climbed all 
 the  way  to  the top, and  there  was a 
 bird in my room, not  too unreasonable a 
 bird  but  still an  unwelcome  guest at 
 this  hour,  that  had  let himself  in. 
                                          
 the window was open  and  so i  waved my 
 arms and he  flew out. but as soon as  i 
       turned around, he was back.       
                                          
                                     
 i  took   the   jackdaw   by   my   hand 
 threw   it    out    the   window,   and 
        into what i'm shielded from       
    watched him fall and turned around    
    held his gaze throughout the fall     
     in spite he did not move at all      
                                     
                                          
 i heard the thump  as he hit the ground. 
 my  mother came  running.  "angel!  what 
 did you do?"                             
                                          
 don't come  in  here, i wanted  to  say, 
 but she would come anyway and  so i kept 
 it   to  myself.   "are  you  allright?" 
                                          
 "i  hurt  a bird", and  i  could see him 
 through the windows,  trying to fly with 
 his wings  somehow inverted.  they would 
 not bear  him,  and  he was  infuriated.