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.