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.