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.