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.