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.