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.