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.