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.