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.