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.