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.