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.