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.