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.