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.