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.