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.