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.