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.