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.