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.