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.