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.