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.