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.