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.