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.