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.