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.