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.