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.