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.