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.