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.