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.