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.