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.