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.