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.