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.