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.