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.