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.