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.