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.