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.