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.