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.