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.