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.