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.