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.