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.