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.