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.