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.