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.