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.