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.