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.