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.