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.