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.