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.