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.