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.