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.