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.