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.