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.