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.