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.