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.