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.