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.