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.