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.