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.