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.