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.