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.