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.