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.