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.