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.