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.