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.