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.