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.