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.