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.