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.