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.