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.