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.