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.