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.