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.