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.