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.