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.