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.