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.