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.