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.