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.