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.