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.