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.