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.