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.