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.