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.