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.