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.