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.