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.