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.