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.