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.