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.