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.