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.