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.