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.