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.