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.