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.