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.