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.