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.