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.