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.