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.