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.