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.