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.