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.