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.