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.