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.