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.