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.