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.