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.