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.