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.