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.