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.