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.