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.