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.