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.