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.