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.