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.