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.