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.