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.