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.