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.