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.