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.