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.