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.