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.