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.