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.