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.