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.