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.