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.