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.