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.