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.