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.