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.