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.