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.