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.