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.