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.