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.