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.