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.