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.