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.