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.