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.