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.