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.