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.