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.