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.