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.