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.