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.