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.