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.