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.