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.