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.