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.