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.