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.