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.