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.